afraid and unloved
Dear me, I know you always feel alone,
Life hasn't always been easy these days,
Everything hurts until the last bone
You have always done things on your own,
Things hurt because no one ever stays,
Dear me, I know you always feel alone.
You feel like you will never be on the throne,
Don't let anyone ruin your own faze.
Everything hurts until the last bone.
Everything in your life has always blown,
No one seems to notice your own praise,
Dear me, I know you always feel alone.
Everything you do seems to go unknown,
Your life is going in distinct ways,
Everything hurts until the last bone.
You will never be the undertone,
Your life is not filled with pure cliches,
Dear me, I know you always feel alone,
Everything hurts until the last bone.
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