I'm at my best when I'm lonely and hungry for success. But after a reprieve, it's kind of hard, making me a bit teary to get back on my feet alone.
I know he (or anybody for that matter) can't be there for me, take my hand and guide me to where I need to go; I must walk alone and see this through.
Soon, I'll see the door and find out what's behind it.
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