Open and wild
Something to explore
It's understood though
Nobody chose me
I'm not the guy
The outlook isn't rosy
For me
And what does that mean
Guessing won't help
Pretending won't do
There isn't a path
That leads to the true
Answer
Where do the unused hearts go
Where in a world of worlds is the glow
That I was promised
Drifting through life
Is devoid of music
Like the sounds in my head
That would make these words a song
At least then maybe I could earn a few bucks
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