Everyone is fake,
Everyone has gone,
It's not a simple mistake,
That they have done.
In one second they came,
And in the following they left,
I don't want a blame,
As they left me in a cleft.
They were always near,
I've never been alone,
But now in have fear,
Their hearts became a stone.
I have a dream,
Which I should postpone,
Cause I don't have a team,
To give my dream its tone.
Feeling down is bad,
Cause they become glad,
When I get mad,
That's all makes me sad!
But at the end,
I just have to wait,
I don't mind to spend,
My whole life waiting for,
The best life rate.
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