Never There
I felt the shadow
I saw the shadow
I was the shadow
It had become me,
I was held captive by my smile
Little did you know I wasn't there anymore
I was far away trapped in a dungen doomed to die
Wishing with all my heart that I could break away and fly
Fly home, to you, to my family but I couldn't.
Not yet. the wounds were still too deep
Too fresh,
they still bleed sometimes, you know
more often then I would ever care to admit
but I still want to come home, to actually smile,
not the fake ones that became my prison
I was there, but was I ever truely?
not anymore and though I may still laugh and talk
I'm not there anymore. it's a mirage, i swear
look closer,
the worlds greatest majic trick,
I Was Never There
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