sometimes lonely stares me in the face
trying to scare me, and pushes me, away
these letters are mere words that i've been trying to say
when will i have a friend like me? one day.
a smile fights it all off, but reality sets in
running in a race where i can never seem to win
left behind, always, are you holding onto my tail?
my legs are moving baby but im getting nowhere
all of this is slowly starting to tear
at the seams, this is harder than it seems.
hands cold searching for the truth
and when i look, i look straight for you
the light so dim i can hardly see
heart so broken i can barely speak
but when will i find a friend like, me?
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