When they look
At me do
They ever wonder
If i'm going
To be the next
Nutter who
Couldn't take the
Pressure of being
To different
From being unstable
From losing my thoughts
From losing everything
I thought that matter
When you saw
My tears
Do you think
Anyone other
Than a few cared
What is with
This world
And it's unkindness
Towards the ones
That are never
Meant to be seen
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a great write.

