This is who I am


I wake up every morning
Light another cigarette
Tried so many times before
Tried so hard to forget

But this is who I am
This is how it’s supposed to be
Broken and thrown away
Why is this happening to me?

I watch the lovers outside my window
Oblivious to my pain
Although I have come to realize
Nothing will ever change

The pale light made by the lamp
It brings out the age in my hands
But I remember I am nothing
Just a stranger in a strange land

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