It keeps getting worse (sad)

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I try so hard to adapt to this world yet every time I fail.
My heart aches and my soul has lost hope.
What do I need to do to be happy.

It hurts being alone, being an outsider always.
Why me?
They say things get better but when will it.
I feel like after one opsticle the next arrives immediately.

The world was once a beautiful place.
But humans came and destroyed it.




Its not much of a poem just something expressing how I feel because sometimes you just have to let it out you know.

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