Lying in the dark,
In the cold,
Alone,
Feeling somewhat empty.
Standing in the sun,
In the warmth,
Surrounded,
Harbouring the same feeling.
I am the same person.
Why should things change?
Am I even myself when I'm alone?
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
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