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I frequently question where it is that I fit, In this world filled with lonely souls. Yes it is true that we are always going to be alone; We may find company within another, But one soul does no equal two. I do not mean to say that I am depressed and you are too. No, life is meant for us alone. We are to conquer our fears, Believe in our own truths, Find our own path from where we were placed here on earth. We are forever alone, But it is not painful. It is something to smile about. Although, I still question where it is that I fit, In this world filled with lonely souls. I think I know, but I’m not certain. I guess I need to just take life as it may come, With open arms and laughs that will turn the night sky, Into a dazzling arena of glowing stars. I can dance to the rhythm of the many heartbeats, That envelope my shaking hands, But I will always know that I am to face life alone today, Alone tomorrow, and alone every day.
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
I Think This To Be True
I frequently question where it is that I fit, In this world filled with lonely souls. Yes it is true that we are always going to be alone; We may find company within another, But one soul does no equal two. I do not mean to say that I am depressed and you are too. No, life is meant for us alone. We are to conquer our fears, Believe in our own truths, Find our own path from where we were placed here on earth. We are forever alone, But it is not painful. It is something to smile about. Although, I still question where it is that I fit, In this world filled with lonely souls. I think I know, but I’m not certain. I guess I need to just take life as it may come, With open arms and laughs that will turn the night sky, Into a dazzling arena of glowing stars. I can dance to the rhythm of the many heartbeats, That envelope my shaking hands, But I will always know that I am to face life alone today, Alone tomorrow, and alone every day.
I mean we have friends and family, but in the end we are our own self.
lucero101
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
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