Waiting for Acceptance
I love it hereI promise
It is beautiful
The people are nice
I love it here
I promise
I whisper these words in my head
Yet they don't erase the hurt in my heart
They don't fix this hole
They don't change the fact that I am lonely
I wait for things to get better
But they don't
It was all a lie
I will never fit in
I can't show who I truly am
It is hard going from something
That is so familiar and
Loved
To something so
Foreign and
Empty
Yet I cannot change where I am
Or who I act to be
I cannot change what I have become
And so every night I whisper:
I love it here
I promise
It is beautiful
The people are nice
I love it here
I promise
Poetry by decathitator
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Written on 2010-11-22 at 03:23
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