My life of being sad

I lie alone
My life a mess
No family, no home
My life a misery torn apart
Just like my little beating heart
My life of being sad
Just makes me mad
I do not wish to be lonesome
As if love would make me wholesome
Like love would fill my heart
No one is there to make me smile
Just there to tease and tear my heart apart
While laughing all the while
My tears of hope drift out of me
just like a sea of misery

Author: Mandy in Maryland

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