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i am poison,
with no cure those who touch me surely parish,
with no treatment i too shall die,
i reach out to people trying to free my self from the lonesome darkness,
they flee from me only to save themselves,
after time i begin to push away those that seem to linger,
for fear of hurting them or getting hurt,
am i mortal still?

I am a child,
with no hope to live a normal life,
treated coldly and tossed aside,
i try my best to fill the void,
be like the others so i wont be rejected,
learn to behave the way they want me to do,
will that make them want and love me too,
is that all i would have to do?

i am a daughter,
with no understanding of what love really is,
or even how to love,
scrambling through my days,
trying to find what something i've never truly had,
how can one find something,
when they have never really felt it,
and when they find it how do they know its real?

i am a person,
living and learning every day,
finding and making my own way,
not wavering in my dreams or goals,
not changing to please other people,
seeing things through my own two eyes,
not being led about my life as though i was blind,
after all doesn't mean i'm human?