Monster

when i am with friends 

and i smile

and laugh i 

always stop

because i am reminded

by a hateful stare

that i am not a Person

and can't be

happy. 

i have lost that privilege

ever since i 

became Possessed.

i am reminded 

that i cannot

experience happiness

again

because i stole it

from so many

and never gave it back.

This poem is about: 
Me

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