Written by: aya darwish

Everyday i said i could,
make the world be good,
it was always on my mind,
to get combined.

Although, I was treated awfully.
Other people hated me,
but what they didn't see,
was the other side of me.

When I changed,
People still thought I was strange,
I was going through an issue
So I didn't know what to do.

I was called a failure,
and a blister,
I was alone,
shivering to the bone.

I had to admit,
that i couldn't handle it,
I wanted to shoot myself with a gun,
but i said it's not worth it, i'm already done.
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