This is where shit gets too real.
When i am sitting here knowing how completely alone I am.
It's not for show....there's no one to see.
No one to care...not even me.
So why am I still here?
A burden, begging for a friend, Love me, care,
make me matter, be there
Without me forcing your hand.
Broken now, too weak to stand.
Crying out in vain.
What do I do with all this PAIN?
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