'cause I'm just not worth it. [roxascentric]
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One of us four does not belong.
"What a mess!" cooed Olette, fussily picking at his mop of hair.
One of us is just not the same.
Laughing, Pence pushed the half-melted ice cream bar into his fingers.
One of us four will never belong.
"Like this," Hayner patted his forearm.
One is just a mistake.
And I wonder if it hurts to know that you weren't meant to be. I guess it should, but I wouldn't know.
Cause I'm nothing more than a worthless result of something that shouldn't have even begun.
She said so; that yellowish girl in the white, white room.
I was not to exist: such an unplanned event.
What purpose have I now that I know it's pretending?
Am I only here to take your blame?
Is that your job, too? Strange lacquer man in your strange shrouding coat?
Do you have a name, long before A---?
It's S---, isn't it pretty?
I know; I can't remember either.
But that X-less boy will, so I'll just stay here: my fantasyland of Nobody-ness.
And you'll be here, too, telling me how.
'Cause you're just like me.
Just a mistake.