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The world is not what I expected,

I just dont seem to belong

I am just a guest wandering

Afraid to roam the streets alone



The world is not mine

It is not my home

I search for some place to stay,

but keep getting thrown out and have to live on my own

Hoping that I could find a friend

But as I search I find no one is there

I try to let my heart mend

But it never is able to.....and that is not fair



The world does not seem to want me

As I continue to roam

I seem to get pushed aside and left all alone

Will I ever find someplace to belong

Will I ever find a home



The world has abandoned me, left me for better off as dead

They throw back at me the words that I once said

Into the darkness I was carefully lead

I was so crazy, so insane, so out of my head



The world is so cold and cruel

I had enjoyed it for a while

I even had worn a smile

Now ...I have grown wicked and wild

Living foolishly, through the eyes of a child



That is what happens when the world makes you a guest

I guess I will never get to be the best

I will leave it to the rest

They can clean up the mess