Life's Peripheral
On the peripheral of my life,
Drowning in the reality that surrounds me.
Absent.
Gazing longingly at the lives others seem to find so easily,
Coveting their love, attention, anger, anything.
Anything to make me feel part of this cold world that I reluctantly seem to exist in.
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