Alone

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Alone.

Friendless.

Scared.

That's how I feel everyday.

I see people walking down the halls with their friends.

I wish I had that.

I'm too nervous to say 'hi' or wave to the people that used to be my friends.

Those days are over and they have moved on.

Eating lunch by yourself doesn't get any better.

You have no one to share your corny jokes with.

No one to trade a fruit snack for some goldfish.

But through all the lonliness and darkness, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

I am going to to something great.

I am going to be popular one day.

I am going to suceede.

You want to know why?

Because I am me.

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