Where

Where do you go when your lonely,
where do you go to hide,
when does life become so unbearable,
that you simply break down and cry;
you see I followed the northern star
as long as I could hold on,
but it seems I am lost
and can't find my way back home;
This day is that time
when I wonder if there is a home for me,
or if not,
a place where I can simply be free,
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