Alone
I sit here, alone.
Lost in a train of thought
Wondering when I will be lost.
I sit here, alone.
Eyes are bloodshot red,
Due to all of my sorrowful tears being shed.
I sit here, alone.
Waiting for him to come
The one man that I know is the one.
I sit here, alone.
Wishing for a miracle to come knock on my door.
While I sit here on the cold, hard floor.
I sit here, alone.
Willing to share my past.
Quickly before the sand runs out in my hourglass
I sit here, alone.
Knowing that you’ll be there for me.
So that one day, my misery will be set free.
Lost in a train of thought
Wondering when I will be lost.
I sit here, alone.
Eyes are bloodshot red,
Due to all of my sorrowful tears being shed.
I sit here, alone.
Waiting for him to come
The one man that I know is the one.
I sit here, alone.
Wishing for a miracle to come knock on my door.
While I sit here on the cold, hard floor.
I sit here, alone.
Willing to share my past.
Quickly before the sand runs out in my hourglass
I sit here, alone.
Knowing that you’ll be there for me.
So that one day, my misery will be set free.
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