Alone
I gave my shoulders to lean back
for people who feel sad.
I give a smile when there is no warmth in this world.
However, now I realize that I need a backrest.
And nobody cares about it.
I walk alone in a place where people stay away.
I shouted off the pain I was carrying alone.
But there are times when I give up and blend with the ground
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