Everyone has a song
Some people's are very long
Others cut short
But no matter what this is yours,
You sit alone every day
All you ever do is go through motions
Day after day, there's really nothing to say
You can't escape your emotions
Too strong, drowning you
Lost in they sky's blue hue
Unable to focus, no one sees
How much pain can there really be?
It doesn't matter, it never did
That one one even looks
Invisible, yet laughed at and rejected
You just bury your head
Back in to your beloved books
Your continuous fantasies
They help you escape harsh reality
Until one day someone comes along
And they will put you into their song
Lines that can never be erased
They will pull you back
Into a renewed reality, you will find joy
This person inspires a new you,
One that no longer has to get lost
In the sky's blue hue.But of course this is all just hypothetical
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Hypothetically
PoetryQuotes, poems, short stories, raw emotions. No names or specific pronouns used. Meant for all readers.