Once you understand what it's like

to be ostracised by all of you, 

to have parents that aren't parents,

to hate who you are,

to be fugly,

to worry about your future every day,

to beat depression just to battle it again,

to find a reason to end your life in everything,

and to constantly feel cold and lonely,

then you may judge me.


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