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I am of no importance.

This world goes on, and will do so even when I am not in it.

Will I forever go unnoticed?

Will my friends and family ever know more than I let them?

I doubt it.



I'm different than what people think.

I might act one way, but it's only a cover of my true feelings.

If I want to cry, I'll laugh for them.

If I'm angry, I'll be peaceful for them.

To me, I am of no importance.



I'm nothing special.

At least not to those who I want to be special to.

I lay dormant in myself.

I feel like a season that only comes around once a year.

My heart and soul go numb when I try to feel what I want to feel.



My life doesn’t seem to count in comparison to someone else’s.

I’m always left behind… left out.

My parents feel that I should be a person that I can’t be.

My friends expect me to be able to change with the flip of a switch.

It’s not that easy.



Life, for me, has a different meaning.

I struggle to find out who I am, just so I can struggle to find out who I want to be.

It’s not fair to them.

It’s not fair to me.

So, why am I even here?



Truth be told, after all these years, I still don’t know my purpose.

I feel like a burden… a weight upon their shoulders.

I feel like I don’t belong… like I never will.

I used to, at least, think I had place with this world.

Now, I know that I can only have a place within myself.