Forever Alone
The icy water pours down from above
Slipping down the sides of the unknown
Fighting to be seen
The voices all around
Surrounding everything
Including me
Fighting to be heard
The things that I don't know
Haunt me
Waiting for me to slip
To fall flat on my face
So they can feed
Their dinner is my mistakes
My flaws
And my imperfections
It is only then that I realize
I am forever alone
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