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Feelings...

misunderstood

taken for granted

noticed for only the color

of my hair

which changes with my

mood

rock soothes my soul

black

is beautiful to me

on everything

darkness is my friend

morbidity is my only way out

of reality

writing is my only release

the only thing

I'm good at

insanity is my reality

yet

I am rejected by society

I am rejected by my family

I am rejected by the world

because

I refuse to be anyone else but me

still

I refuse to conform

   so

label me a reject

it doesn't do anything to me

I've been called worse


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