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Instead
Everything I never said
 Comes out with this pen
 The words you wouldn't listen to
 Are written down instead
 I wish I could take it back
 But what would be any different
 Confusion of this reality
 I think I'm losing my mind
 Lost in the hope of the sky
 But atleast it's mine
 Lonlyness surrounds me 
 Shrouding me almost in comfort
 Unwanted in sanity
 So maybe I should just join the crowd
 Their answers make sense
 My tears blend in
 I raise my hand 
 Only to have it shrival away
 I can't just follow follow you silently
 I need sound, 
 I need touch, 
 I need love
 But not in this world
 A world so full of hate
 That love is scorned
 Scorned for my choices
 Scorned for my mistakes
 Achivements forgotten
 Blue skys or blue eyes
 What is better?
 Red stains or red marks
 What is worse?
 I want to make this brief
 But I never win
 So I commit the ultimate sin
 Filled with pain both mental and physical
 Is the numbness that follows worth being cynical ?
 I can't say no to even my cry, so tell me why
 Why does the sun shine when my mother cries?
 Why did the sun rise when I saw her die?
 Why do the flowers bloom when he tells me lies?
 Can I know the truth so I can move along
 Move on, into the realm of oblivion
 But my hands are tied
 I cannot do a thing
 Please just try again
 Take my arms and take flight
 So we can start over again
 Everything I never said
 Comes out with this pen
 The words you wouldn't listen to
 Are written down instead

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