I’m never alone, but I’m so lonely.
I sometimes wish there was someone to come and hold me.
Just someone to console me.
Isolation is no way to live.
I need something to give.
Something to contribute to be worthy of my dreams.
I can’t let myself give into these schemes of my enemies.
My imperfections destroy me, but I keep wasting my time.
How do I break through this crime?
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