My Existence
Why am I born on this earth, only to spend the entire duration of it, utterly alone?
Why am I the one to get teased or ridiculed? Why am I the one who ends up on my own?
There is no one there to help, there is no one there to guide me.
Down this battered path, that lies beaten, it just lies there, right before me.
But there is no other choice. There is no other path to choose?
Just the path before me and it's littered with decisions and settling dust,
and it continues to do it's work. Only to indefinitely consume me...
Why am I the one to get teased or ridiculed? Why am I the one who ends up on my own?
There is no one there to help, there is no one there to guide me.
Down this battered path, that lies beaten, it just lies there, right before me.
But there is no other choice. There is no other path to choose?
Just the path before me and it's littered with decisions and settling dust,
and it continues to do it's work. Only to indefinitely consume me...
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