The night is like curtains, closing down all the sunlight.
I sit in my room with my legs folded, wondering aboutwhat normal teenagers don't wonder
What do I want?
What do I need?
What can I do?
What can't I do?
A few simple questions but a few very complicated answers.
Teenagers don't need to know too much.
But I'm not a normal teenager who runs around having fun.
I have no friends.
I have no love.
I'm so lonely....
I hate being me.
I wonder what is it like to be another person. Just for a day.
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