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Listening to your own thoughts

While the radio's on

Watching a mute T.V

When the cell phone doesn't ring

When no one calls

You know you're all alone



Lying in bed

Wondering where everyone is

My legs ache

The sun is gone

I can not draw

But the lamp's light illuminates my bedroom

Sleep deprived

I'm dead awake



Trapped within these five walls

Aslyum for solitary confinement

Of a slightly sane teen

It's 10:34

It's too late

Getting angry at my dolls

Their happy, vacant, eyes