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I'm tired of this feeling...no matter how I fight it - it wins. I feel forgotten and alone. Two against one. Life isn't fair and I've know that most of my life, but I never thought I would have to experience it at this time. I'm 20 and should be out with friends or doing something with myself. Instead, I'm a hermit that is afriad to step out into the world. There was a time that I took it on, but after the battles that I've lost I've lost the fight in me too. I guess this is my time to be enlightened without the influence of the world. I would never wish this feeling on anyone, but I now relate with the holed-up angry population that hates being around people. I know my attitude will change because I'm the one that can change it, but I need friends. Yes, I'm secure enough to display my insecurities to the world. I'm alone - I'm forgotten. I'm bitter as hell. I've never been described as a selfish person, but right now I feel that I deserve to be selfish. I think I'm going to start a riot.