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I walk around alone

No one to hold my hand

No eyes to look into

My heart is broken tonight



Tears fall but no one cares

No hands to wipe them away

Death seems the only answer

But would they care even then?



Would the world seem empty tonight?

If my life were not a part of it?

Would any one cry if I were gone

Or would they celebrate my passing?



No one likes me as I am

I will NOT give into their regulations

My life will end only for me

My pain will satisfy them



I will squirm under the pressure

Only for the wrath of my sins

I do not deserve the right of life

I will pass the cup of eternity



Should I venture into nothing?

Or should I pay against your wishes?

Does no one like me as I am?

Or does the problem lei within