To Be Alive Jeff Zhou
Lonely, I walk in the cold night, Reminiscing in black and white, To the times when the city was bright with light, To the times when I felt alive. I feel lost in the dark, searching for light, Hoping to find answers. I wonder why so many things are happening, All is sudden and unpredictable, I want to go outside and feel free, But a mask covers my face. Now, I realize the things I once took for granted, Are the things I am most thankful for. I wish to be with friends and family but they are so distant, I look back to memories we've had, and remember why it's good to be alive: To be happy, To be connected, To be empathetic, Is to be fulfilled.
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