Here are my thoughts and HERE lie my tears
Lurking within me for about 10 years.
Trying to find, pawing at night, the thing that enables my fears
Before I breathe out,
Before I can shout-
Everything is looking more clear.
IF left alone, and all alone
Who am I to me when I am alone?
When no one is there to call me a home
Or let alone, blow up my phone?
IF left alone and stuck in a jam, the calmer me, is that who I am?
Perspective thinker, over thinker, you ruined me again.
For who am I? When my voice fades and off I go with the wind.
All the words, all the feelings trapped, bottle capped within.
The angst means nothing when my screams are futile and I'm just talking to the wind.
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This is my most recent update 10/02/16
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