Expressions of Me

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I wonder what it would be like
To be wild and carefree
To not have a single worry
Nor know of any problems of the world.

But, alas, my luck is not so great
I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere
Far from being content
I can't even remember the last time
I was truly happy.

I spend my days
Wandering around
A smile to grace my face
No one is even aware
I hide behind the facade.

Yet I know deep down
The sadness and pain I feel inside
I'm nobody but an outsider
A loner, looking for a place to belong.