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I sit in the closet, out of fear that I will lose them,
fear that I will lose the ones I love.
They ask me if I'm ok, but I lie and I smile,
hoping they don't see the truth.
I even lie to myself hoping that I believe that I'm ok,
but I know deep down that I am not,
I need help
Still not out, the fear is still there,
I sit alone still, friends have gone and forgotten me,
I found help, I’m out,
The fear is gone,
I’m closer to my friends,I’m happy now.
The ones that have stayed,
they love me,
And I love them,
my true family,
my CHOSEN FAMILY
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