Lost in the world

I thought I was okay till i found myself in a new place.

peope tell me i'l  be okay, i'll be alright. but I can't belive them at all.

All I see around me is diiferet faces not one that I can call home. theres this girl with red har, I wish I

could call her mine. Maybe she'll be all the home I need.  

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