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Life is confusing,

Like the days when the flowers will be blooming,

Its never fair,

and they say someone will be there to share,

People,

They look quite the same,

But their mouths go on in different exclaims,

Some that work together great,

But not all share the same fate,

School,

Is somewhat amusing,

but to many can be quite defusing,

The difference lays in those that speak,

and in those that reak of losing,

Home,

Can feel like stone,

Cold and alone,

At times quite silent,

while others much violent,

But in all, 

I,

The speaker,

is much like a hermit,

Living empty and alone,

With a moving home,

Nest after nest 

With no place to truly call for rest.