For as long as people have lived on earth
we were created alone
from the time of Adam
until the last man is born
we come into this world one by one
to fight our demons alone.
Alone we go through life until the day we die.
Nobody can read another's mind
and know his thoughts.
Alone we are in hopes and dreams
and everything that we do fear.
All the things that we desire
are trapped with in ourselves.
Who really understands what it means
to open up your heart,
to look inside
to know what makes a person tick.
Disappointments of life leave the soul bare
and bars the doors of the heart,
dries up all tears,
and people hide behind the masks of life.
I came into this world alone
but wasn't created to be lonely
and all of my words,
thoughts and wishes and dreams
I do share with you.
All the things that I do share
opens my heart up like a book
and you can see what is hiding in my mind
as God created us to be
alone but never lonely.
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