Stand Alone

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Stand Alone

i stand alone
on a street corner
i have no hope
and i'm slipping under
i cannot find a gentle hand to pull me out
of this crowd
that i'm lost in
i cannot win
i push and i pull
i'm fighting the rules
and i'm back here on the ground again
i'm okay but not safe
that's the one thing that i crave
but i'm back here on the ground again
i ask them to leave, i just want this to end
but they come to have fun, and they bring their friends
i'm not a circus show
but they laugh at me, they laugh at me
i push and i pull
i'm fighting the rules
and i'm back here on the ground again
i'm okay but not safe
that's the one thing that i crave
but i'm back here on the ground again

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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