Standing Alone
Standing alone, facing the truth
Being yourself is not going to help
Praying for life, not wanting to die
Seeking for something without knowing why
Waiting for someone to see me live
Waiting for someone to see me breathe
Sitting alone in the darkest park
The one that exists inside my heart
But I’m standing up,
I’m going back
Back to the crowd
In a world that is foul.
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