Where do I go
How does life flow
Why am I hear
What is it I fear
Am I alone
Have I been shown
What I do next
Is not in the text
I wondered around
Life was quite sound
But as I grow old
I feel myself fold
I want to feel proud
Do I follow the crowd
I want to succeed
Is this just greed
I have everything I desire
People must even admire
So how can I complain
Sometimes feel so insane
What is it I feel
Oh please, will it heal
When will it be clear
Just why I am hear
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Author:
ettolrahc (
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