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NOBODY

(T. Beechey)



Nobody sees the trees for the forest

Before us,there lies cries for solutions

Delusions seem real when feelings are muted

Diluted by years of fears and confusion

The clock is steady,it's said we're captive

To the rapture of time but I'm not convinced

Since dawn's broken and awoken the masses

At least one passes through to a new providence



Nobody feels as wheels are turning

Discrening truths from ruthless tales

The wails are vacant as patience recedes

And feeds the fires of tireless ails

Distance extends from friends and lovers

When discoveries show what no one denies

Eyes are hidden,overridden with guilt

And lives built on trust now rust in disguise



Nobody tells when bells are tolling

In unholy fashion by passions ignored

A chorus of me's seize every moment

To vent frustration while patience grows bored

Echoes of hatred reverberate inward

Only heard by those who've chosen to walk

In mock defiance,no compliance,alone

Unto their own rhythms within lines of chalk



Nobody knows who opposes or approves

Time moves by stages of ages and degrees

And the trees remain plainly unseeen

In between the forest and the chorus of me's