In This world,
I'm all alone,
Searching for,
a place called home.
It's not near,
Nor is it far.
Though I fear,
It's not at all.
In my world,
there is much strife,
In my world
You see my life.
In my world,
you feel my pain
In my world,
There is no gain.
In my life,
The world is spinning,
I lose,
And see others winning.
I hate my world,
I hate my life,
I soothe the hate,
with a knife.
My world is morbid,
My world is hate,
My world is full,
Of horrid fate,
My world is sad,
My world is mad,
My world is full
of feelings I had.
And so I sit,
and explain my life,
To all of you
Free from strife.
None of you,
Will understand
The pain I had,
got out of hand.
It was sad,
It was blue,
But you don't care,
nothing from you/
No more pain,
No more hate,
but now I fear,
you've come too late,
For now I've been
cut up in emotions
With all of your
idiotic notions
So leave me now,
and let me be.
Just go away,
and set me free.
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