I am like a shadow where there’s light,
The silence that you can’t find in the loudest night.
I capture things like a frame,
Of the beautiful things that I see.
I sometimes hope that yours,
Includes me.
But I am like the piece of paper on the notice board,
That no one seems to read.
Maybe not everything is like me.
Not everything wants to be,
Seen.
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 5:18 AM UTC
I am like a shadow where there’s light,
The silence that you can’t find in the loudest night.
I capture things like a frame,
Of the beautiful things that I see.
I sometimes hope that yours,
Includes me.
But I am like the piece of paper on the notice board,
That no one seems to read.
Maybe not everything is like me.
Not everything wants to be,
Seen.
not like this, not like this all the time.
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