Sometimes I watch the setting sun and wait for the stars to arrive aware of this passing of time. The things unsaid about my life are the toughest things to admit. Looking back it’s a miracle I’m still alive. So much sadness and anger all of my life from being bullied and teased. I would hold back the tears most of the time but now they are there at the corner of my eyes.

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