Did you ever notice
the faucet running in your bedroom
Mom?
The steamy water rushing out as
No one takes notice.
A blank piece of paper
turned into a lotus.
But still, nobody heard
The water gushing out.
I bet nobody would hear
When someone is
cutting themselves.
There are so many books on the shelves
And then I see the biography of my own.
A hand-sewn book filled with heart wrenching poetry that tears the hearts of the unwilling.
Mom, there's a hole in our ceiling.
Nobody ever talks about it.
When it rains,
Nobody finds it a bother because
It's everyday that it rains.
Just like the faucet on my eyes
That keeps on running,
Nobody notices.
But it's everyday it rains.
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Things I Want To Express
RandomThings I want to express to the world in hopes of finding someone who relates, someone who wants to be heard or to express an opinion.
