Somehow

Somehow different, somehow lost, don't know where to go. I should be happy, but I'm not. I should be sad, but neither I am. I'm just different somehow, cause now I see I don't have anyone, can't trust anyone. My secrets are locked inside me, my feelings are hurting me. And I know no one will read this silent scream, and if does, no one cares. That's the way humanity is. No one cares for other's business, even if the person is suffering. I know that is not the end... yet.

But I don't know what future has to me, and I'm afraid of it. I've lost so many, so many in this life, that I don't know what I still have to lose, except my life.

No one knows my deep secrets, no one cares.

I'm a lonely alone poet, alone in the darkness, with my poetry, unheard.

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Somehow different, somehow lost. No one cares, no one give a fucking shit for what I'm feeling now. But still, I have forces to continue living, maybe like a ghost, but living...yet.

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But it's not the end...... yet.

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Just it!