A word that describes my years growing up;
Part of a family, but apart from them.
Wanting to be a part of the family;
however, never felt a part of them.
Now isolation is not what I want;
nevertheless, I do not let go of it.
I want to, but how?
I want to fight the past,
instead of letting go.
Let go of the pain, of the past.
Learn to live for now.
Breathe in the present
and exhale the past.
Then just put one foot in front
of the other towards the future
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