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What is it with my lyfe?
Why is everyone running away from me?
Why is it that everyone doesn’t care for me?
What did I do wrong this tyme?
How do I make it ryte again?
Should I just let it be?
Should I do something about it?
It’s horrible to know that
I’m not who I am supposed to be
Why do I have to live it this way?
Is there no freedom in this world no more?
Is there no more trouble that my world can handle?

The strangers all around me
They talk to me as if they know me
But who are they actually?
Why are they acting as if I belong to them?
Why are they welcoming me to their world?
Do I deserve to be with them?
Or should I be somewhere else?
I’m confused but I wanna make this clear
For me to understand
I’m trying to run away from these strangers
And I wanna find out my identity
Just wanna see where I truly belong

Now I walking away from those strangers
I hear them calling me back
But I chose to ignore them
I kept my silence cos I don’t wanna be contaminated
By what they are saying to me
I don’t want to hear them…
I chose not to
I just realized that I have choices to make
And to follow
And that makes me feel great
I have the freedom that I wanted
And I’m happy

Across deserts and the vast oceans
I trudge my way through
But I still don’t see the strangers
That are worthy of my company
Where can I find them?
Am I lost while I was walking?
This darkness is enveloping me…
Where can I be now?
I can’t see through this dense forest
But even though I know I’m lost
I’m calm and collected
And I know I can do it

Tyme done typing this words that are trapped in my head: 5:27pm
Sunday
15/05/2005

~peace out~

Firyana Trousdale