I'm not feeling touch,
I'm not making that much,
And I guess I am blessed,
But sometimes its just hard to see it as such.
I'm stuck here alone in the traffic lines,
While couples in love in the H-O-V fly by,
I don't get it,
I'm not asking for much,
But everybody wants to just have something.
So I'll be picking me up,
Breaking me down,
I was lost, was i found?
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