Maybe
When I talk do you listen,
or do you sit there.
Do my words go in one and out the other ear.
When you look at me
do you see me like I see myself,
Do you see me at all
am I silent ghost crying out for help.
Not to be seen or heard,
never a single word.
Flying alone like a young bird
out for the first time.
Dependent on my self,
Because I have no one else
but me myself and I
Dont know where Im going
Hard to think of where I've been
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
I can feel my chest caving in.
I cant believe Im saying this but,
maybe its the end.
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