Thinking
I've never really been much of a talker,
more of a thinker and a walker.
As I was walking one day I thought to myself,
What's the point of this thinking if I can't share it with anyone.
That is what being heard is all about.
Even if you have to scream and shout.
Being heard is how you get you ideas out.
Thinking is pointless if it goes nowhere
Nobody will ever care
What you have to day or about your thoughts
And with out a care your future will rot
So tell everyone about what you know
It will make society as a whole surely grow
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