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I am lonely.
I have good friends but I am lonely.
I have bad friends but I am lonely.
I have a loving family but I am lonely.

I still need something.
It makes me depressed.
I didn't know what I needed,
But now I know;

A relationship.

But I don't know anyone who would be with me.
I don't know anyone who would like me that much.
I don't know anyone who would accept me,
As who I am and who I want to become.

As writing this,
My emotions,
Feel already,
Dead.

I am lonely.
Will I ever be,
Happy again.

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I walk in the city,
All these couples around me.
Matching and unmatching ones,
Even those who just fight.

They make me remember,
What I am.
Even my parents,
It feels bad.

I know I'm different,
But sometimes I wonder,
Why, oh why?
Am I too different?