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LEFT OUT

Craving for attention,
Looking to trust.
Hoping for better solutions,
To the everyday breakdown.
The heart and the brain,
None with the clue.
How to begin?
Can anyone be so blue?
The emotion incomprehensible,
Experience to understand
Being left out isn’t bliss.
Isolation maybe confused,
But your will and their will,
That’s where the difference lies.
Part of the bloc, are you really?
Realizing your mistake,
Excess care and love is what you showed.
Unbelievable. Yet still thinking,
Hope for better or just give up.
Being left out isn’t bliss,
It’s worse than death.
For you live, not alone;
But the company of others,
Is the reason to live.

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