Doubt

Though I am surrounded

I am the loneliest person

Though I am celebrated

I am forever losing

 

Though I am revered

I am despised in one's eyes

Though I am loved

I am hated, truly hated

 

Though I walk with many

I am the lone walker

Though I hear your sincerity

I am deafened by self pity

Doubtpessimismsadnessself deprecationsorrow

◄ Butterfly

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