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Its not what you think it is.
The darkness that was surrounding me,
Make me lose the hope and happiness that i once have.
I cried,
Not because I am sad,
But because I cannot recognise the right from wrong.
Abandon from the start.
I fear,
Not because I am scared of the dark.
But because I do not know what existed in the outside world.
I am alone,
Not because I have no friends.
But because I wish to understand the quietness of this world.
I do not talk,
Not because I am quiet.
But because I am trying to take in the environment around me.
Don't assume that you know me.
As you never do.
I am different from what you think I am.
