A Life Too Real
Loved by no one
Hated by all
Blank stares fill the halls
What am I to be?
A feeling of pain
Known all too well
Erected from the depths of Hell
How do I overcome?
A solemn life
To be spent in sadness
Eternal silence results in madness
When will I be found?
Forever adrift
In a sea of sorrow
Dreading the wake of a hopeless morrow
Will this ever end?
The will to fight
Fades with time
A mountain of heartache, an endless climb
Why did God choose I?
Anger and resent
All much too real
Constant rage a daily ordeal
Will I ever change?
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