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I’ve got friends, finally.

True ones, real ones,

They care about me.

I’ve got motivation, certainly.

My peers, they help,

Encouraging me.

I’ve got a home,

I’ve got food,

I’ve got clothes,

I’ve got money.

Yet still there is something

That feels funny.

Why am I sad?

Why am I blue?

Why am I

Not next to you?

Author's Note

Anybody able to relate?

Reviews

[Zenithar]

this is how i feel every day