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 No Matter 

By Ana Gatlish 



Why am I so lonely?
Why can’t I find happiness?
It’s so hard when you have no-one.
I used to dream about love; how it might feel.
But so far in my quest my dreams aren’t to come true.

I always walk alone; no-matter what I do,
It’s so, so hard.
I want to feel loved.
It kills me; I just want to be loved.

When I see lovers walking in hand in hand and talking;
I feel tense.
I always feel like I’m a stranger to myself.
I look in the mirror and I see nothing.
I’m invisible to everyone I pass in the street;
If I were to die I would not be missed.

What kind of person am I?
To be feeling the need to escape torture of not being loved.
I just want to break free.
Oh I just want to be…. I just want to feel loved.

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