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alone
all I want is a friend
someone to hold out a hand
someone to listen when I speak
this is all I really need
but I walk alone
with no help
with no voice but mine
this is how I spend my life
they all tell me how to live
how to dress
how to hold my head
this is how I should be
but no one shows me how to live
no one gives me clothes to wear
no ones even around to see my face
this is why I can't be who they want me to be
so I still trace the streets
just me
alone
( this is a character poem about a man named Ben who has severe mental heath
problems)
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