Why am I so outside, so lonely, so intense?
Why am I so hated, my stress, what a mess
Why can't I become what I want myself to be?
Why do I strive for only as far as I can forsee?
Why am I only one of trillions that are born?
What happened to the hierarchy of needs, to Maslow's scorn?
Why can't those I love learn to forgive or forget?
Is it just me, something I will never get?
Why can't I be accepted, in school or at home?
Am I doomed to repeat this life, as I am oh, so alone?
Why am I such a whiner, for godsakes? And I put this on a freaking myspaceBLOGSPOT blog, too...
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