Here i sit and wonder.
Whats the key to life,
and how do i succeed?
But here ,the air i breathe,
Suffocates me at night.

With these thoughts i hold,
At night my thoughts unfold
And i worry so much
Of being alone growing old .

Im just too afraid to admit,
That this life i live,
This endless pit of desperation.-
I dig it deeper everyday.
Failing life in several ways.

And if i wasnt afraid enough,
In this world of hate and lust
Theres no one here i can seem to trust.

But still i wonder, and still i hope
Of finding better ways to cope
And on these words i seem to choke
But in dire need of some communication -

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