There are times when I feel alone. It feels that if I screamed no one would care. I really want to scream. I want to walk through the forest and be the only one there. I want to fly away and live far away, start off new. I can't scream because I'll be judged. I can't walk through a forest because I don't live near one. I can't fly away not even on a plane, or any automobile because I'm underaged. None of these dreams I can accomplish or at least not yet. I wish to move somewhere, where I wouldn't be judged on how I look or my personality. I just want people to accept me for me. I think I'm afraid that when I do move I won't be excepted for who I am, I don't even know who I am. It's hard for me to make friends because I don't know what to say or do, all my old friends didn't even seem like my friends sometimes. I just simply don't know.
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I wish there was a rule book to life or some cheat codes or something cos I have felt exactly the same for ages and its so confused
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