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I HATE THAT I AM LONELY

Just when I'm about to get used, I become confused What would be an adaptation Stays with me as my only consolation Loneliness is a killer Like a horror in a thriller I want them,they don't want me I don't want them,they want me Surviving has become a hustle I get tossed around,like in a circle. Maybe,I'm yet to accept the fact But it's impossible when I'm still trapped Fixing myeself,fighting my battles Inspiring myself,more like turtles. Don't say you need me,that you want me I'd reciprocate only if I were free. I'm the black sheep in riddles The sweet vinegar soaking pickels; The more I appear,the less you see me You want to meet me always where I can not be. Earth is hard Life is sad To death,I'd give in for adoption But quitting has never been a better option Maybe,I should be like them Them, to whom change is a game. Maybe,I should take in my fate It will never be real if I play it fake. Loneliness is a killer Link Me up with the healer.

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