I hate to cry, don’t understand why I did it often nowadays.
I tried to put things in perspective, but I can’t. I failed.
I hate it when I lost myself and then found me in a ‘garbage can’.
I need to have some people, who love me around,
I needed to be hugged, cuddled, calmed, and helped.
I want to run to place where no one else would find me,
But I just didn’t get the chance.
Please take me home; I just don’t know what to do.
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