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Am I different because of something I’ve done?

Am I wrong to be real or to be someone?

Do I deserve a life like I have got?

Have I been made just to die and rot?

What created me just to pain my sense?

Why do you have me living in suspense?

I believe in no god or any super power

But still I am put in the corner to cower

Aimed at me is something great

But it passes to me as though they hate

I am numbed to the point where I can’t carry it all

Because it’s too big and I’m too small

I’m fishing for answers that I know I won’t find

But if you exist and if you’re behind-

My terrible reality, my hurtful living

Please stop passing and please stop giving.