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Another poem by speechless...

I'm in a world

Where no one accepts me

For who I am,

But for what I'm not.

I have to make them

Accept me

For something

I cannot be.

I am not happy,

I am depressed

I am not social,

I am shy.

I hunger

For the loss

Of something

That I can never regain.

It hurts

To feel this way

But this is the only way

That I can show my happiness.

By making

Other people happy

My soul is like

A ghost to me.

Unlike any other,

My spirit

Lingers

By the sidelines.

I am coveted

By loss,

By hatred,

By pain.

I can never escape it,

It catches me

All the same.

I run.

Reviews

[R E Tree]

I can relate to this as I am a shy person and a lot people can't accept who I am thats why no one liked to be friends with me at school. I find this poem interesting I would have named this something meaningful about you because it's mostly about your identity. Overall I liked how the flow got better and better as I was reading it.

[darkgurl]

I am not happy,
I am depressed
I am not social,
I am shy.

I can SO REALLY relate to these words. Well written!