In
a place where you are all alone,
Having no one to call
your own
Makes you miss home.
In a society
Where you are in want
of a real friend,
You wish for the
moment to end.
I’m stuck in here
without a funfair,
No one but I.
It is absurd!
It makes me bored!
This moment cannot be
erased.
I need an escape route but none can be traced.
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