Misunderstood and misgiving
Is what I have become
They all think they know
When they have no clue
I bottle it all up inside
And let no one know my paub
The words I write are not fiction
But they will never know because I do not want them to feel sorry for my
pityful self I've become
They need not feel sorry
I want to be treated like everyone else
I want no one to know of this pain
That I have been living
I want to share it with myself
And complain to myself
And only annoy myself
No one else, for I fear, they would treat me different
And this is what fears me most

 
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