revolving world
The world
Goes round and round,
But not around me.
It never has,
It never will.
People I love
will never surround me.
The silence in my head,
It screams loudly,
Deafening all other sounds.
After a while,
It feels soothing and calming.
It's always been this way.
And I am fine with it.
I have come to peace
With never having attention.
Hide in the shadows,
Stay in the back,
Seem to be attractive,
But still don't attract.
but even if i did
how would i react?
would i freeze?
would I laugh?
i may never know
but what if that
can just be in my past?
step into the light
and let my colors burst
only show the happy
even if im at my worst
trick them all
make them belive
that i am a piece of art
more like im too good to be true
That im really make believe.
make them really see
the real me
and finally maje the shadows leave
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