Poem 47: Alone

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I'm okay sitting alone,

'cause I have to be,

not because I like it,

just because I can't change it.

Everyone are here when they need me,

but where are they when I need them?

Screaming and yelling,

yet no one hears me.

Alone through the day,

alone through the night,

I really hate this alone life.

The only one I can trust,

and She just betrayed me.

I'm a friend to everyone,

but no one is a friend of mine,

it's killing me,that

I'm forever alone in this life fight.

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