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Mar 2017
Don't come looking for me, I'm not home.
I'm on the floor, but it's all bare. It's cold and it's hard, just like this life. Don't come looking for me, nobody's home.

I sit in silence, surrounded by a darkness full of sunlight. I wonder, what would it be like without the light? Everything's grey and bleak, I don't understand. Where is the color? I've never seen it.

I bet it's beautiful. But sadly, I can't see anything but the dullness of what's left of me. There's a mirror in front of me, but sadly, I don't have the strength to look. I'm too fragile, so please don't look for me. I'm not home, I swear.

There are tired children wakin' up every night. Some listen to the ticking clocks of their dying shells, but others do not. Why should I be any different? What's wrong with being tired? Just leave me be. Don't come looking for me, 'cuz I won't be home.

They say gravity's just a force, but it's a physical thing, and it pushes down on me. I can't get up, can't sit up, I can't look up. All the weight's crashing down on me. Crushing me.

Why do I have to be the same? Like I said, nobody's home, so please go on. Live your life, please don't try to find me, because in this world of grey, this is no place for someone as colorful as you.

Please don't try to call me, 'cuz I swear I'm not home. Please don't try to leave a message, 'cuz I swear I'm not home. Please don't try to find me, 'cuz I swear, I'm not home.

Please don't come looking for me, 'cuz I swear, nobody's home.
Written by
Snow Wolf  Miami, Florida
(Miami, Florida)   
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