In my time on this earth, I have found one.
I have found the means of happiness, being around none.
I have the bliss I have dreamed, but not in a way.
Bitterness is that one; it is hatred I dismay.
My connections were cut after long times of joy.
I felt betrayed, used as some sort of toy.
I was oblivious to the knowledge, I had not the choice to learn.
Now I know what I need to know, I feel my soul burn.
If the life I have ridden, is to be so tough,
Why is this easy, why is it not tough?
The pain I feel is an obliterating hole.
In my chest, aloneness, is all at the toll.
Of choosing my time, I have found one,
Of finding my happiness, being around none.
I have found the bliss that I dreamed, but not in a way.
Bitterness is the neutral, it is my chosen way.
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