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THE STUCK IN MY HEAD @ 12 IN THE MORNING POEM
Alone inside,
Numb inside,
Feelings that I cannot hide.
Lost inside,
scarred inside,
All of this is frame of mind.
Forgotten about,
Because I have been living without....
Anyone there to take my hand.
I am so scared;
Yet I must not be,
For whenever it comes to fighting my own battles in life....
All I have is me.
And whenever it comes to loneliness....
Why, fear is my cup of tea.
Numb inside,
Feelings that I cannot hide.
Lost inside,
scarred inside,
All of this is frame of mind.
Forgotten about,
Because I have been living without....
Anyone there to take my hand.
I am so scared;
Yet I must not be,
For whenever it comes to fighting my own battles in life....
All I have is me.
And whenever it comes to loneliness....
Why, fear is my cup of tea.
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