Alone

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The Lonely One

The way I see it, it won't end well,

I don't have anymore voice to say:
"I have much more to tell"
Cause I know no one will listen.

I walk around alone with no one to hold,
The feeling of being stared and judged at,
The feeling you said something but no one to be told,
I want to bear the feeling.

Seeing through an open window, I saw it all.
The answers to my silly questions,
I grasp whats left, but still I fall,
With nothing to hold, nothing to walk on.

With this space created,
This Gloominess within,
Seeing that beautiful cry,
That beautiful grin.

But all will fade
And I, forever will always be a shade..

~RANG-Cecilia/Switch

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