Alone all by my own my most hated fear,
Friends all around but only an echo I hear,
My own,
For no one to hear the weeping of my cries,
And no one really knows how i hurt inside,
Inside where it matters,
Inside my heart is only my friends,
Only a few which are not pretend,
But friends don't make you feel complete,
A feeling one gains from head to feet,
No special someone to touch my heart,
No one is their so I just grow apart,
And grasp reality that no one is there,
No one to hold me,
No one to care.
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