Lost and afraid, I sit in the corner, waiting for the day you finally come my way. Ten years and counting, I've been on omy own. I can't believe I lasted, now I just have to continue being strong. Keep your focus on something other than what you're waiting for and find different hobbies. Hopefuly they'll come around. You may ask "What's the point of waithing for someone who may never come?" Well once you fall in love and it feels so good, its hard to find another who fills the empty void. I know this poem probably maks no sense, but wait and I promise you will get what you want.
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Losing and finding myself.
PoetryHow am I supposed to win the battle that I already lost?
