Disenchanted with the world
I stand alone
The empty soul of a being
So far from home
Not knowing why I wander
Or where to go
I drift aimlesly through earth
My life in tow
Some days seem so glorious
As often they are sad
And people seem so wonderful
As often they are bad
But I put it all together
And shatter it like glass
The knowledge that I need to know
Will some day come to pass
Laughter comes so easily
Tears are free to all
Understanding of this world itself
Broken by The Fall
So although I have a hundred friends
At any given time
I feel less alone right now
Sitting to write this rhyme
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