Fit In
My imperfect body,
My imperfect face.
What can I do,
To please this place?
I am shut out,
I feel all alone.
How can I fix this,
I'll never know.
I try so hard,
To fit in.
But I'm all alone,
My heart is a tin.
I'll never fit in,
I'll always hate.
But how can I,
Decide my fate?
Just be myself,
And fit in.
What I'll do,
Is a great sin.
To end my life,
And always be still.
Maybe then I'll fit in,
This is my will.
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