Bitterly helpless and devoid!
The feeling, so alone,
In this cruel world made of stone!
The feeling, so sleepy
Yet wide awake and weepy
The feeling, so tired
Of constantly trying, playing and being wired!
The feeling, so numb,
Weak and wanting to succumb
The feeling, so hurt,
Questioning everything about its worth
The feeling, so desolate
That does nothing less than devastate
These feelings, all so wrong
That help no more than make a sad song!
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