My fucking Life-Poem

I am not lonely, I am not confused,

Everything is perfect and I am too.

With each day passing I can see,

My life’s not perfect nor will it ever be.

Luck or faith or maybe neither,

Pushes me forward without a purpose

I ran and ran till the farthest ends,

Searching for that which I never found

Shady dreams are all I have

Still I’m happy look no far.

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