I fade into the background
So easy to forget
And though it's not my fault
I alway come to regret
And every conversation
Despite the laughes or tears
Now all seem so meaningless
Sad forgotten years
They never seemed to notice
What the silence meant
A silent cry for help
My energy, on forced silence, spent
So back to isolation
It's clearly understandable
For though all others are
I'm clearly not irreplaceable
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
I fade into the background
So easy to forget
And though it's not my fault
I alway come to regret
And every conversation
Despite the laughes or tears
Now all seem so meaningless
Sad forgotten years
They never seemed to notice
What the silence meant
A silent cry for help
My energy, on forced silence, spent
So back to isolation
It's clearly understandable
For though all others are
I'm clearly not irreplaceable
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