A poem.
Fitting In
Vicious Glares
Deathly Stares
Fitting in is such dispares
Self conscious?
Now for sure
Feeling cold down to the core
Blocked out from the world
My head so crazy and swirled
My tortured mind, utterly distraught
Completely crippled from hateful thought
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