I.
Fame fortune all gone
Metropolis abandoned…
No more soul to sell.
II.
I am still mourning
The painful defeat and loss
There is no love here….
III.
I reached this low point
Where I’d call people to know
If somebody cares….
IV.
Waited for greetings
But only a few were sent
I’m sad and lonely….
Anything I put my mind to, I know that's what I can do. No matter what anybody says, I believe in myself.
I am a caterpillar about to blossom into a butterfly I am brave, I am strong I am wise, though sometimes wrong I am different, I am unique
As soon as my shoulders began to relax into a comfortable slouch -the instant I dropped my hypervigilance -forgetting for that brief respite; that you broke my heart
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