My head is always spinning.
With no one here on which to cry.
My heart is wishing for a break;
I find myself asking why...
Why did I chose to come here?
Is this school my means to end?
I am feeling rather lonely,
My emptiness will never mend.
No one to hug, no one to love,
Out here I'm all alone.
I know some would beg to differ,
But maybe I need a clone.
My trials and tribulations
Are small compared to some.
I hope being lonely does not abide,
For surely, I'll go numb.
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