Monday, February 23, 2009

whispering names
thriving help
i'm sitting...just right at the corner
wondering if people could see me through
i lay low, thinking
will they notice if i live
will they just notice if i die
if i summon happiness to survive
will they even hear my cry?
endless pain resorts to live
silently condemning the blissful laugh
give me the strength to be deaf
give me the strength to be blinded
so i can see nor listen to nobody
i let the scent of roses on the air for them to enjoy
but it doesn't seem to make better lives worth living
maybe i should just fade it away
at least it'll change nothing..

situation :: dun ask

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