Why do I fall apart
Always all the time
Why there be none
To stand by me
When I take even a small stride
Why I be alone
When I need one
To stand on my trembling thigh.
Why my emotions remain hungry
When I'm ever ready for you to die
Why I'm left, others chosen
Why don't I deserve, why don't I die...
Why it turns into misery
Why they make it dry.
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