Because the truth is, I'm a lonely person.
It doesn't matter how many friends I have,
Or how many times I'm told that I'm loved,
I will still sit down at 12pm,
When the world is quiet and I'm surrounded by no one,
Or at 12am when the world is busy with life,
And I cannot count the amount of faces around me.
I will still feel the same; lonely.
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Depressing thoughts
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