Were There?

                        
           A confused young man not knowing where to turn.
           To leave in the cold or to stay just to burn.
           Though among his friends he feels all alone.
           His blood flows like mud through his veins made of stone.
           His heart is as void as a sieve that hold nothing.
           It cannot feel the love nor the pain of its sting.

           His life is so empty to him, so it seems.
           He's a dreamer of love and a dreamer of dreams.
           His friends see him happy which is not a hard task,
           For he carries with him always the smiling clown's mask.

           Were there ever times when people like you
           Felt some of the same things this young man went through?
           What did you do for it take some sort of drug?
           It could never be as potent as a warm loving hug.

           Did the drug take the place of the feelings to be wanted?
           And take away the emptiness buy which you were haunted?
           If so, then try selling it for you surely can't miss
           'Cause I can supply you with a good buyers' list!

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