You see all these couples talking about love,
they say how wonderful, and all thy above.
But why do i think of love with hate,
this love that i feel, but denied by fate.
Day and night in a corner depressed,
this poison in my mind, and hole in my chest.
All ways finding someone who doesn't love me,
trapped in a zone, of misguides and misleads.
No compassion, does anyone care,
why they can be happy, and me in despair.
All i want is the same or better,
but time and time, left for what they call better.
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