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THE PATH
THE PATH:
I sit in a room full of people, yet i'm still alone
I wish to follow life's flow, yet i am a stone
When i speak, i feel no one hears
When i listen, the sound is only fear
In the mirror, i see nothing but sadness and hate
Shall i just turn away? will that change my fate?
Can i just be my self? can i shun all advice?
I can give in to conformity, Maybe that will suffice
I don't want to change, but it leaves one choice only
To live out my days, and be forever lonely
Morbid lucy
I sit in a room full of people, yet i'm still alone
I wish to follow life's flow, yet i am a stone
When i speak, i feel no one hears
When i listen, the sound is only fear
In the mirror, i see nothing but sadness and hate
Shall i just turn away? will that change my fate?
Can i just be my self? can i shun all advice?
I can give in to conformity, Maybe that will suffice
I don't want to change, but it leaves one choice only
To live out my days, and be forever lonely
Morbid lucy
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