What am I doing here

Years went past as I get older

My teachers have left

My friends have left

And no one is left next to me

As I look next to me

The space will emptiness filled,

I slow start to feel

The lonliness around me

If I look around,

too many times has past

In the old spot that fills

As the emptiness slowly fills with someone

But, as the emptiness fills, 

The lonliness of mine fills more

As I look at the empty air,

I think 'what am I doing here?'

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[John the Baptist]

In truth, all things change with the passage of time. Nothing is real but the now moment, and our happiness lies in learning not to resist it.