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Sitting here alone with such uncertainty,

I ponder my reason reason to live.

Why was I born, why am I here,

The answer, nobody can give.



Loneliness enters my mind every moment,

Not a chance to celebrate.

Nobody here to call a friend,

This is why my life I hate.





My old friends they all seem so perfect,

They're all married and happy.

I'm still here sitting alone at home,

I couldn't feel more crappy.



I need to find love,

I need to find life,

I can't stand being lonely,

I want to be a wife.



My life it sucks,

I need you here with me,

If you were, then lonely again,

I never would be.