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As I sit here and stare
and ask why I do not care
the thoughts of good times and fun
experiencing the warm sun
I look at my phone
but do not cry that I am alone.
Through this tiny screen
All my life I was taught what I thought was right and wrong.
All my life I dressed for church and knelt before the Lord my God.
All my life I sinned and hurt and all my life I lied.
