thats all we are isn't it?
a collection of words we learn as we go
story after story intertwining with our inmost being
we could be original if we stopped listening
but the closing of our ears leads to the closing of our hearts and is it really worth it to never feel again
i me myself
i me myself
i me myself
i hear the others drowning until my ears pop and I'm submerged in the water around me
still
voiceless
and all i can think as i struggle to breathe is that i wish i had listened when you told me how to swim