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Try to see (through) The fallacy That life is better Because of me Because I'm here Laughter brings Kindness, joy No sorrow sings But the truth rings out Shed all doubt My presence isn't A thing to tout A thing to notice To recognize I can't see past This wall of lies, see Deep behind What you think you see Lies the real Version of me One not missed Not even known Left for naught A rotting stone Moss-covered Muted colors Even the breeze Upon me shutters I've found but one Real certainty Life's no different Because of me No one knows No one cares If I'm here Or if I'm there To be nowhere To be no one Another trip Around the sun Matters not To anyone
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 4:14 PM UTC
Rotting Stones
Try to see (through) The fallacy That life is better Because of me Because I'm here Laughter brings Kindness, joy No sorrow sings But the truth rings out Shed all doubt My presence isn't A thing to tout A thing to notice To recognize I can't see past This wall of lies, see Deep behind What you think you see Lies the real Version of me One not missed Not even known Left for naught A rotting stone Moss-covered Muted colors Even the breeze Upon me shutters I've found but one Real certainty Life's no different Because of me No one knows No one cares If I'm here Or if I'm there To be nowhere To be no one Another trip Around the sun Matters not To anyone
Feeling rather unwell lately, invisible, unseen. Can you relate?
achanna
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 4:14 PM UTC
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