All I am doing is hurting.
Rejection is what I'm used to seeing.
Am I not a human being?
Let me breathe, Let me Exist.
I don't enjoy living like this.
Why is it so hard?
Reaching that place, its so farI don't know the answers for the questions I seek.
My life is in God's hand.
At least He understands.
Only made one of me.
Told me that I am unique.
Giving me the ability
the Ability of writing.
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