I am

I am misunderstood

I am confused

I am alone

I am not what I expected

I am parentless

I am struggling

I am trying

I am hard working

I am gaming

I am fishing

I am sleeping

I am waking

and wandering

I am lost 

and found

in the ocean

in computers

in this giant world.

I am trying to be someone

to make money

to make a support system

a career

a life

I am me

and I am pushing 

and struggling 

but I am and always will be


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