Another Life
In another life maybe it will all be different. Maybe I won’t be seen as weird, maybe I won’t get called names and pushed around. Maybe I won’t be what people call a screw up. Maybe I will have the same friends and people surrounding me but I won’t annoy them or constantly talk to them and make them worry. All I feel now is emptiness and maybe in another life that will all change, for I see the world as someone who has grown up looking at the world without hope, maybe in another life it will all be different, maybe I will be different?
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