Alone
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poetry |
She sits alone by the street lamp and wonders why the world left her behind. She thinks about all she was looking for never was able to find. No one cares no one sees her there they walk by drinking lattes and ice tea Shes trapped inside her own walls and no one will ever set her free She cries out for the help she needs her cries go unnoticed and unheard They all said it would be this way it wasnt a lesson she had learned All alone in her misery she sits there and lets life pass her by Growing old with no joy to share she's depressed until she dies. No one came to her funeral no one heard and no one knew Listen to close to the song I sing. Or one day this might be you.
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