We are all alone at sometime in life.
Trying to find our place, trying to find the light
Searching for who we are, never getting it right
Standing in a crowd surrounded yet alone
Feeling like a fool sitting at the foot of life’s throne
We all have gifts, some talent that sets us apart
A driving desire that rests within our heart
If this is true then why do so many seem to be lost
Searching for a place to fit, loneliness the ultimate cost
Seeming to loss before success even has chance
Standing in a crowded room, not even a passing glance
Circling one other a real connection never being made
At the end of life alone in death we will be laid.
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