Alone
One day I sat thinking of how life use to be,
Where do I go from here, what life means to me.
I hope I meet some great people who like the things I do, To see different places , I hope I do that soon.
So wherever I land in my life , wherever I may roam , I’m not doing it by myself , I’m tired of being alone
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