
Sometimes I feel so lonely
That no one is here for me
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone,
I question
Just where I belong.
Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?
Or will it leave me broken,
Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.
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