They Poem by Martin Holm Sjölin

They



They say that time marches on.
But my life, it won't go on.
They try to tell me A and B
They tell me how my life should be.
But I, I have seen it clear.

If time marches on.
Then why am I alone?
In this world, in this life.
How can I ever wish to be.
Something they expect me to be?

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