I've been alone, always distant and unknown to others, and I formed malice and hatred towards the standbys who's just watch me. It's a cold word, alone is, and I can't help but think that I'm the only one. I see others with friends, surrounding themselves with something I cannot acquire, and when I watch them, there's always this pain that settles just below my throat. So alone, as I am, I walked to the bathroom, staring into the mirror with determination I did not know I possessed. Gripping the edge of the sink, I lean forward, causing my eyes to have trouble focusing on my reflection. This was not me, the me I desired, the me I hoped to be, and bitterly, I realized, that I was the only one damning myself to this lonely fate.
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Those Few Perfect Words
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