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Jun 2014
Should I stop talking
In fear of being judged wrong?

Why should I surround myself
With other people
And adapt?

And why should I be
A mediator for any
Decisions being made?

Can't you all just
Stop paying attention to me
When I walk into a room?
I am not golden

I am not golden

Why does it take me
To bring people together
Who without me,
Would never look at each other?

I am not special

Am I broken, or something?
I am tired of being...
...what, noticed?

I think I am

At least in person

So I'll just write to you

So you can truly get to know me

Through my words

Not voice
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Unknown  Prison of Freedom
(Prison of Freedom)   
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