(written – June 28, 1994)
Why do I feel so empty?
When I have everything I want.
Why do I feel I’m alone?
When I am surrounded with friends
Why do I feel so helpless?
When I know I can do it alone.
Maybe because I’m at lost
Or maybe there’s something missing
Maybe it’s someone
Maybe it’s something
Maybe I don’t know
Or maybe that’s what
I have to find out.
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