I see before myself,
A girl all alone,
Looking dark and gloomy,
She's right there, In front of me
Looking back and begging,
begging for the loneliness to end,
Begging for her friends to come back,
Begging for another chance,
But...
There is no second chance.
No way it can come true without trying.
No way to be happy in a dark world.
Yet...
She's still surviving.
Still alive.
And is and always...
Hoping for the wish she wants to come true.
And that girl...
Is me
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