Incompleteness

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Another day passes by,

Here I am still wondering why.

Looking down on my feet,

Feeling my life's still incomplete.

Some says it's you

For my life to get through.

Some says it's me

Needed to set me free.

As this day pass me by,

Have let myself believe a lie.

A lie that says I'm okay,

Deep inside I'm in a grave.

Darkness in my room,

Found myself still in gloom.

I fall asleep in my bed,

While questions still roam in my head.

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