Lost, by shelby stockton |
Im lost in a room full of people im found wen im all alone I dont no how it happens it just does when im around all the people talking and talking on and on i feel like a stranger in my own home.But when im alone i have time to sit back and think about all the things that are good to me. |
Posted: 2010-12-24 03:06:29 UTC |
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