-hi!
hello.
(would you mind leaving? i'm trying to draw)
-are you an artist?
no, i simply show the dizzing sight that is reality.
(you seem to be ignoring me and what i say, i've noticed)
-why don't you ever draw nature scenes?
i can't catch the melodies of the wind.
(when will you listen to me? when will you hear me?)
-how are you so deep?
i'm not deep, i merely put up with the darkness within me.
(how come no one listens when i talk?)
-can we be friends?
truthfully, no. you can try, but you'll eventually leave me like all the others
(no one ever hears, now, do they? i suppose i should just leave it alone.)
-thats rude!
we're off to a great start, you already hate me, well done!
(you heard me?)
-who don't let anyone through your walls?
lone wolves don't get b a c k s t a b b e d
(cities with the tallest walls don't get b u r n t down)
-why are you so negative?
all of my joy has been stolen by a liar or two
(the truth is a cynical beast, my dear)
-who hurt you?!
my own expectations and the despair that ultimately followed
i expected you to hear me
i expected you to see me
i'm growing tired of hearing myself say over and over again,
crying out for all the world to see my despair
yet no one hears a thing,
"does anyone see me?"
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 12:52 AM UTC
-hi!
hello.
(would you mind leaving? i'm trying to draw)
-are you an artist?
no, i simply show the dizzing sight that is reality.
(you seem to be ignoring me and what i say, i've noticed)
-why don't you ever draw nature scenes?
i can't catch the melodies of the wind.
(when will you listen to me? when will you hear me?)
-how are you so deep?
i'm not deep, i merely put up with the darkness within me.
(how come no one listens when i talk?)
-can we be friends?
truthfully, no. you can try, but you'll eventually leave me like all the others
(no one ever hears, now, do they? i suppose i should just leave it alone.)
-thats rude!
we're off to a great start, you already hate me, well done!
(you heard me?)
-who don't let anyone through your walls?
lone wolves don't get b a c k s t a b b e d
(cities with the tallest walls don't get b u r n t down)
-why are you so negative?
all of my joy has been stolen by a liar or two
(the truth is a cynical beast, my dear)
-who hurt you?!
my own expectations and the despair that ultimately followed
i expected you to hear me
i expected you to see me
i'm growing tired of hearing myself say over and over again,
crying out for all the world to see my despair
yet no one hears a thing,
"does anyone see me?"
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