Stained
Feeling lostI don't belong
no more strength
must carry on
part of the living
my soul is dead
am I insane
whats in my head
friends and family
but,so alone
some would say
just get stoned
although at times
they comfort me
I myself
can't let it be
how I wish that I
could travel in time
to a place of peace
within my mind
all the worries
and the pain
would vanish forever
but, I am stained
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