I don’t even know
what to say
it’s not like I’m being heard anymore anyway,
when I say; *I’m going away,
to Denmark*
somehow suddenly, people listen
though once I’m back
they’ve forgotten I was ever gone
I can’t wait to go back & start over
I can’t wait to forget being forgotten
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
I don’t even know
what to say
it’s not like I’m being heard anymore anyway,
when I say; *I’m going away,
to Denmark*
somehow suddenly, people listen
though once I’m back
they’ve forgotten I was ever gone
I can’t wait to go back & start over
I can’t wait to forget being forgotten
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