Here I sit, alone at my desk.
Alone with myself, not always the best.
I sit and I ponder, I wonder what next.
For this soul left asunder, alone at his desk.
Be single they say, it's all for the best.
"For the best?" I stressed, maybe for the rest.
For this soul who sits, alone at his desk.
Alone with himself, is not for the best.
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 8:28 PM UTC
Here I sit, alone at my desk.
Alone with myself, not always the best.
I sit and I ponder, I wonder what next.
For this soul left asunder, alone at his desk.
Be single they say, it's all for the best.
"For the best?" I stressed, maybe for the rest.
For this soul who sits, alone at his desk.
Alone with himself, is not for the best.
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