Watching the time pass, and wondering what to do. I sit here alone and watch the beauty of the world slowly change. I am well known, yet not known at all. I am a very nice person, but I am the meanest person who you will ever meet. I am often surrounded with people, yet I only feel right when I am with one person. I am not sad, yet I often find myself nearly in tears. I question many things, but I rarely find an answer. Hey, I think that this is what they call, life.
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