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I am not like you

I am not your typical person. Every day, I come back home and just break down. This is getting to a point where I can’t take it anymore. When people try and make fun of me for being deep, I don’t know how to react. My whole body freezes..they say I’m being “fake deep” but I know I am different then everyone else. I am just way too deep for any normal person.

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It’s not easy

Every day I have to pretend to be someone I’m not. I actually relish sharing my inner thoughts, but nobody has the time. Nobody cares enough to listen, but they don’t listen enough to care. It’s ruthless. Inescapable loneliness. You have to play to win and you have to win to play. But until someone puts down their phone, and prances over to my dark, shadowy corner, I will just find comfort in ranting my guts out to strangers like you. 

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Nobody understands

Nobody understands what it is like to be me. Every day I see so much happiness but I can never be part of it. My mom thinks it is just a phase but its not a phase, it’s the real me!  

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I just want to be accepted in society.

Everywhere I look, I see everyone in these groups, herds, and I am just in the corner. Being a loner. My mind is a swimming pool, but a swimming pool that nobody wants to jump into.