The 15th Thoughts

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2 AM
A water droplet is the only sound
Though my mind wandering around

The world is running too fast
It's hard to keep going
The light is shining too bright
I couldn't keep my eyes open
The woods just too beautiful
For someone as ugly as me
The mountains are too high
Meanwhile I'm a low straw
The crowd is too noisy
My ears are ringing in hurts
The people are too cruel
They're never offered me a hand
The friends are long gone
They keep lying to me
The families are in shame
I never made them gold

I am not precious
I am never done good

Can I wish a life of someone?
That would understand how to live

Can I wish a soul of someone?
That would seek me peace whenever I'm lost

Can I wish a heart of someone?
That would make a place, so I could stay

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