Do you know what its like?
To be at the same point you’ve started and watch everyone else succeed where they stand?
Like placing yourself in the most important race of your life
But you are stuck at last no matter the effort given that you can.

Do you know what its like?
To feel neglect, abandoned and alone whilst others have friends and venues to attend?
Like standing on a cliff with the wind blowing against the option to live and not jump.
But the choice is determined on few things that depend.

Do you know what its like?
To pray, to hope and seek the sky for answers?
To have years pass you by, no matter how often you’ve cried.
To realize the sensation you feel is not of a loved child, but a disowned bastard?

Do you know what its like?

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