Words
It's funny how
a mood can change at
the mention of a name
or if with your friends;
laughing smiling
till someone says
one thing wrong and
you feel as though
you'll never have that happy again.
Its funny how
I have nothing to say
when they want me to
and when I finally do
they wish
I hadn't spoken at all
welcome to the quiet club
I know we don't say much
but we're like books
to find the excitement
the emotion
you first have to open the cover
sometimes we wont make sense,
but that's just how it goes
so dont expect me to hear you
if you're not listening
because my story isn't finished
and neither are my words.
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