I'm not good with hello's or goodbyes
because when you are someone as invisible
as a whisper on the wind
as the atoms in our skin
or a melody trapped within
there's no one waiting to greet you
and no one there to leave you
I'm just a cellophane wrapped scream
waiting to be heard,
waiting to be seen
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
I'm not good with hello's or goodbyes
because when you are someone as invisible
as a whisper on the wind
as the atoms in our skin
or a melody trapped within
there's no one waiting to greet you
and no one there to leave you
I'm just a cellophane wrapped scream
waiting to be heard,
waiting to be seen
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