Everything
that I thought I lost
Never knew that I had it
all the long
And I dont think Ive ever
felt this alone
As I sit here now
in an empty home
Not sure if this life
has been good to me
Has it been enough
enough for me
Is this ambition
or is it greed
Im not sure
could someone tell me
I have friends and family
friends like brothers
and sisters to me
I want to give them everything
and if I could
I would take their pain
Yet some things seem
so distant to me
Like my happiness,hope,
and sanity
So surreal
it feels like a dream
But its my truth
its my disease
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