By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2009 May 21
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Back to living at the orphanage
Numb to any prescription and dosage,

My heart has turned entirely numb,
To be Loved, just a taste, a crumb,

No longer fit for adoption,
Lonesome is not a choice, but an option,

No one out there to claim me,
Where I drown in the waves of that sea,

Just as I thought I finally landed home,
Turned out; I was swimming in the foam,

But home was nothing but delusion
Broken and silent , I stand there in confusion.