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Spiraling in my pool of insecurities,
I come to realize what created me,
It was all of your animosities,
And you are the epitome,
What is happiness without hate?
It's incomplete like my world.
What is life without fate,
And the sorrow it unfurls?
You call yourself a friend,
Then stab me in the back,
You've shown you can't amend,
For caring that you lack.
In this world I am now alone,
Abandoned to a solitary life,
There is no place to call my home,
Existence defined by strife.
I listen to the tormented cries,
Of those people just like me,
They tell of their eternal demise,
And the pain that I shall see,
But there is no way out,
Nowhere to find peace,
I kick, I scream, I yell, I shout,
But my efforts finally cease.
I see the people all around,
They all have so much fun,
Though when I speak they hear no sound,
And off I bolt, I run,
I find myself abandoned and abused,
Though no one even cares,
They think I don't notice I'm used,
Since all I do is stare,
I have finally come to this conclusion,
There is only one place to find peace,
Where I can escape all this exclusion,
One way to make it all cease,
I bid you all a brief farewell,
But no one hears me any way,
Starting my journey to and from hell,
I find I've been led astray,
But it's too late now,
As I have no more choice,
You drove me to this,
By ignoring a voice.
