Alone
Alone is how I walk
Alone is how I talk
Alone is how I speak
Alone is how I seek
In a small corner I cry
In a closed room I try
Life feels like caving
No I think I'm craving
For a disappeared happiness
In the darkness I stay
As I'm hoping to lay
In a comfortable bed
To crymuself to sleep
As my mind tries to think
Sun sets sadly
Rain rains repeatedly
Truly it's one of those days
Days of struggle
Days with no cuddle
Days of hardships
Days of loneliness
Days of burden
Days of suffering
Days with no pampering
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