It's never the quiet ones they say,
Hopefully they realise the real truth someday,
Quiet hearts inwardly cry,
While they silently watch loved ones slowly die.
Quiet eyes hide their immense pain,
It's a wonder how they are still sane.
Quiet minds hold the most fascinating thoughts,
Quiet mouths hold nothing but truth,
But they won't say it was you.
Quiet voices want scream out loud,
But only do when there's no one around.
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 3:36 AM UTC
It's never the quiet ones they say,
Hopefully they realise the real truth someday,
Quiet hearts inwardly cry,
While they silently watch loved ones slowly die.
Quiet eyes hide their immense pain,
It's a wonder how they are still sane.
Quiet minds hold the most fascinating thoughts,
Quiet mouths hold nothing but truth,
But they won't say it was you.
Quiet voices want scream out loud,
But only do when there's no one around.
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