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I doubt you knew when you said that word,
Perhaps to you it was nothing absurd.
But I'm afraid it cut me deep,
So much so that I could not sleep.

The way I act I do for you,
I hoped it would help you in joy be consumed.
But now I see that I've tried in vain,
For that moment shall be repeated in my brain.

I did the same as I always do,
To laugh and play with the day melting away.
But first time ever she called me obnoxious,
What had I done to change that day?

Did she not laugh with everyone else?
Did she not complement my joyful self?
So why now did it change,
Is she too old to be in this game?

Just today someone else called me the same,
How selfish these creatures do like to play.
For don't they know they keep me sane?
I live for them, to play a false game.

I have been call names by only myself,
Perhaps I should return to my former self.
No one hate a person to dead inside to bother them,
Should I be a burden, there is no reason to live then.
Just recently it seems I've been a burden to my friends. Twice I have been told that I've been obnoxious, or something along that line of thought, and I have never been called so before. I gnaws on my mind. What have I done wrong? Shall I go back in my shell before someone gets hurt? Before I get hurt?
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TheAmericanRealist Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Student Writer
I would not listen to the foolish. First off, excellent poem as usual, but come now. You have not once bothered, nor have been a burden. You are quite enjoyable to speak with and I do love our talks. There is nothing wrong with the way you are, so don't think that way... you are a good friend and a good person.
Dragon-Demygod Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012
I thank you, but I'm sure my friends did not think it would hurt me like it did, for they know not of my past.
TheAmericanRealist Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Student Writer
Still... it wasn't the right thing to do regardless of the circumstances.
Dragon-Demygod Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012
TheAmericanRealist Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012  Student Writer
No. It wasn't right. I promise you that a true friend would not have done that.
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