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Poor Pitiful We

I'm just a cynic
And I can't seem to quit it
I try and I try
But it just feels like lies
I want to be good
Something useful
And beautiful
Yet I can't find anything
That feels like anything
I actually have a wonderful life
I have a good husband
He loves his wife
I'm still raising some children
I'm still trying to live life
But something is missing
Is it the struggle
The strife
No, it can't be that
Because I'm still up at the bat
I'm still fighting a war
It's alcohol now
Not as bad as the past
But it's still pretty bad
And yet that's not really it
I just feel like I've quit
Like I'm not me any more
I can't see the score
And I feel like I'm losing
It's so gad damn confusing
I want to win
I want to be in the game
But I'm going insane
Because I don't have control
Don't know what I want anymore
I've had everything
And then lost it
Then regained it again
That's not how you win
Is it
What the hell am I missing
Something
Tell me please
Anybody
Can you hear me
Feel so lonely
Maybe it's just me
Maybe I'm crazy
Do you feel like this too
Any of you
Boo hoo
I guess
Poor me
Poor you
This shit sucks
Written by Medinda
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Boring Blah Boo Hoo Halloween
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