FeelingLonely
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A hundred years alone
By myself
Stuck in my own head
No one to turn to
Animals begin to speaking,
Walls and furniture do too
All these things my mind makes up,
Sometimes i feel like the lowest of the low. I feel like I am a plague and that's only me being vague.
A down pour of tears, a heart full of fear.
Don’t let me fall for I ache of the love within.
Don’t let me fall. I’m crying out for someone to help.
Don’t let me fall. If I was to drown in the world around me,
