am I alone?
why when I call out I think I hear you
then the world brings me down
before I feel you pick me up?
am I running
or am I sleeping?
Have I awaken from this nightmare and begun to live it?
or is it safely placed in my mind?
cause even though it might tear me apart
its better that it only tears me apart
not the ones I love
do I love?
am I loved?
desperate questions whirling about in a despairing storm
can i be content just to love?
or should i fight to have it for myself as well?
do you scorn me?
do I scorn you?
where am I?
where are you?
am I alone...
or are you there?
do you despise me?
or do you love me for who I am?
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