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Jan 2014
Many say, the cure to boredom
Is at the feet of friends, at the feet of family
And everything that's lived day by day; in reality

But, is it really?
Is this the cure to my pain?
How can that be, for you see
My problem is this so called cure,
For insanity

I do not wish to be like others
Yet, only to be me
I do not wish to be surrounded by others
Yet, to be only with me

Yes, Some call it lonely
But,
I enjoy this solitude, for when i am alone
I feel truly at home

And when that is,
I am happy not bored
Nor and Never will I be
Lonely

Because to me,
Just ‘cuz you're lonely, doesn't mean you're alone
So for me, i will always be me
When i'm all alone
In my true home.
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