Around people,
I am like the others,
With friends, laughter, and fun,
But this is an act,
For I am crying inside,
All the time,
Seeing what beholds me in the future,
Alone, hallow, and cold,
With no love existing,
For this is the cross I bear for knowledge,
A life with no love,
When I try to alter this,
It scars my heart each time,
An emotion which is taboo,
Love
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