How can I feel so alone,
There is always someone with me,
With encouraging words, holding my hand,
But still no one really knows me.
Surprised, confused, lost in a world so crowded.
I think I am on the right track,
then a side step brings it's ruin.
Why should I try to keep moving forward?
I just end up behind where I started.
Confused, weary, lost in a world too crowded.
A friend, What truely is that?
Love, and where do I find it?
My idea of love is an illusion,
I just receive heartaches and bruises.
Weary ,angry, lost in a world of liars.
I have heard that I am unique,
But if I stood among a hundred people,
Would you be able to find me?
I doubt it, I really doubt it.
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