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Why am I even here

I just want to be first
Only
Singly
Lonely
Different
But I am only ever second
Third fourth or fifth in line
Boring and unoriginal
Just another hole waiting for you to fill
Just another tree waiting to be ripped down
Torn from my roots
Just another patch of earth serving it’s purpose
Walk upon me and feel how flat and lifeless
Just ordinary
Invisible to most and black and grey
Pointlessly I survive
Day after day I just survive
I have no drive
Because I’m only alive
Boring and dead inside
Written by Just_On_My_Way
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