It is quite easy to get lost in this selfish world. Quite easy indeed.
When you have done all you can, and gained nothing in return.
It seems second nature to let go, heart cut open and continue to bleed.
Hate inside, rage, continue to burn.

For one who has always felt alone
He will sit and thank you for the love you have shown
It may be small and you may be right;
thanks unnecessary; He will cry at sight.


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Alone is not a feeling loved by any.