Why Go This Far
Pacing back and forth
Can't figure out what's right,
I don't know what to do,
Or what I am.
Figures it's the last year,
last day, last hour.
The very last second.
But where am I going now?
Why have I been brought this far?
Nobody, nobody knows
It's all fun and games, then BAM!
You are leaving, and I have gone this far.
But why go this far?
For a stupid boy? For my long lived purpose?
I keep going.
I keep trying for this.
Nobody, nobody knows
what I have been though,
why I, of all people, have gone this far,
Just to get hurt, teased, tormented.
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