Looking down but can’t find the ground
Wanting desperately to belong some place
Floating aimlessly in empty space
Wonder where you are but can’t see very far
Wanting something solid underneath your feet
Walking down an unknown street
Wonder why and all you can do is cry
But that’s what happens when you finish the last page
The realization that it was never your story to write
You feel alone in this cage
But there is a light
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