Why am I lonely among so many people?
Why am I in darkness among all these lights?
Why do I feel empty when my heart is full?
Why do I feel far from home when I live right here?
Why are you still upset when you know I never meant to hurt you?
Why do I write sad things when they make my heart unconsolable?
Why does time pass so quickly when there is so little left?
Why am I still waiting when there is nothing left to wait for?
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