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Realizing
When I sat down on the cement I relized that eveyone around me
had their own little world, or their own things to do or talk about
The wind blows through my hair as I think these thoughts
Everyone has their own happiness....right?
If they do...wheres mine?
I feel so far away from people, and friends
So much to think of
So much to speak of
But who to talk to?
Just silence
and the night
Looking around, I realize the space between them and I
Realizing the silence between us
If only I could speak up
The voices in my head, always making me feel sad
The only friends I have are my demons in my head
These voices
Can't they understand?
These demons
Should I let them even have command?
Wish people could understand
The turmoil I have to withstand
To me
Nothing is much too had
If only
Someone would reach out to me
Then I wouldn't have to shout to be
Heard through these waves
Of noises that I can't even appreciate
Because these demons in my head like to play with me
I realize that I am the one to blame
What if they were to reach out to me?
Could I even tell when they are being nice to me?
Have I gone too far?
To think there's none to talk to me?
This realization
It was too hard to see
