Where Do I Belong?
I was sitting here one day, feeling dull and gray. I cannot find my way at all. I am feeling a little depressed; I just made a mess. Life is like a beach, I am the shore. The waves are my problems, big or small. Will I drowned or will I survive? Will these waves collide, and take away my pride? I turn around to see the person I use to be. Who am I? Where do I belong?
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