What am I doing here
In this place
Of fear
Of pain
Where am I going from here
Will it be better
Or worse
Or maybe just the same
Why am I ever here
That's the question
All of us
Want to answer
But I don't have a clue
And I believe neither do you
What am I doing here
Is it because
I want to feel
I want to see
Those are the questions
We ask everyday
At ever hour
At every minute

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Written 07-10-2010

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