this music that rings in my ears
it is heard by only me
these cold, bitter tears
are shed by only me
these unorthodox, irrational fears
torment only me
separation on every side
no one in which i can confide
isolation is where i hide
following rules only i abide
loneliness is not good for the soul
i need someone to make me whole
but i've pushed them all away
in fear that none of them would stay
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC
this music that rings in my ears
it is heard by only me
these cold, bitter tears
are shed by only me
these unorthodox, irrational fears
torment only me
separation on every side
no one in which i can confide
isolation is where i hide
following rules only i abide
loneliness is not good for the soul
i need someone to make me whole
but i've pushed them all away
in fear that none of them would stay
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