On my own in this dark night
Hoping for a brighter tomorrow
Trying by all means to rise and shine
But all I ever do is worthy of being useless
It is I, wandering in the dark night light
With nobody but me, I'm guess I'm On my own.
On my own I try to survive
They say the night is still young
Mine never seem to grow, only the pressure does
I'm in the eternal darkness.
With nothing to see, with nobody to help
I guess it is too obvious to see the reason why I was born alone
It's really meant to be me, myself and I
In this grim, on my own
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On my Own
PoetryOn my own, fighting to keep my breathes, longing to grab a life, yet whatever that which life has in store for me is pain and the least of ecstasy.
