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By Joanna Marie S. Labausa

Here I am, living in a world full of judgment.

Tearing away at my once happy life,
You don’t know my pain
I want to share but choose to refrain
To hide my sadness.

This world made me feel worthless,

I’m nothing good and have no place;
I’m like a stone, who thrown away without any care,
A wood with plenty of termite

My mind cry with so much pain,

My heart can finally stop beating,
My body finally stop pretending,
So that they cry with tears of joy.