I've always been alone
That has never changed
No matter who I'm with
In the end
They always have to go
Back to their families
Their lives
And in the end
I'm always left alone
Everyday...
To me... Some of the luckiest people around
Are those who were fortunate enough to live
With siblings
Cousins
Even parents who are always there for them
They've never felt as lonely as I have
Afterall...
Who do I really have?
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