Surrounded by people,
It's lonesome out here,
Every now and then,
My thoughts go back to you,
A tear threatens to slip by,
I carry on against all odds,
Smiling, pretending as life goes on,
Somehow happiness escapes me,
And the path ahead seems confusing,
I realise how much you mean to me,
You do make a difference in my life,
Who gave me a meaning of life,
But then it dawns finally,
I can't keep fighting a ghost again.
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