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Will I ever feel normal?

Will I always be on the outside looking in?

I never feel like I belong, and my gut continues to tell me all I say is wrong.

Why couldn’t there have been just one?

One that truly loved me so…

Will this empty pit ever be gone?

As I sit here alone, I know that is where I belong.

I don’t understand any other way…

What am I supposed to say?

I feel the pressure sitting on my chest..

Why can’t I fit in like all the rest?

I am hiding the tears because I have to be strong…

I cannot be weak because than I truly do feel like a freak.

I am trying not to feel sad, but it is so hard when all I feel is bad.

Life will continue to move on, but I hope that I figure this out before I am long gone.

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  1. sweet e-friend... you speak my heart... and undoubtedly thousands of others. keep delving... keep reaching... keep encouraging... and know your efforts are NEVER in vain. THANK YOU for your courage, your grace, your risking of EVERYTHING.

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  2. u speak what i feel almost every day of my life, its good to be reminded that im not alone in being the only survivor there are so many days where i feel as though no one knows or understands what im going through then i see like this and i am reminded that im not alone and i will get through this i just gotta take it one day at a time. i have a blog to under unicorn_love if anyones intrested

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