Wandering

To be forgotten
Lost to the prying eyes
Who pry to see,
Something that I'm not,
What they've created of me

I feel pain like any other
I don't understand,
Why do they torture me so?
Do they love to see me fail, see me get hurt?
I long for my life to start

In my world, darkness seems eternal
I long for an answer
I long for my salvation
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