I sometimes wonder how hard life can be,
Fake friends , broken promises, truth is something I'm failing to see.
I now understand why poetry is a medicine to pain,
Atleast these words are your friends, they keep you sane.
Ask me today, am I alright?
My answer is no, I'm struggling for light.
My world seems to have shrunk into something as small as an elf,
I don't love anyone, I'm still struggling to love myself.
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