I was running so fast
I thought it would last
But I tripped and fell
No one saw it, and I didn't tell
Tried to stand up again
But it was just too much pain
So I just lay on the cold, hard floor
Walls grew around me, they had no door
The ones outside, they believed
That I was trying to deceive
Them with my cries of 'Help me'
Just because they couldn't see
All of the blood behind the wall
They never knew I had a fall
They said, "Just stand up, break through
Everyone else has problems too."
Criticized me for all my flaws
With all their might, they dug in their claws
And I still lie right there
Believing no one cares
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I unknowingly built walls all around me. I stopped telling people about my state and stopped expressing myself to others as much as I used to. And so when I fell, no one at all noticed. They thought I was still running, still at the top, but I wasn't, and since I'd built walls I myself couldn't climb, I couldn't tell anyone. And so when I tried to signal to them that I was in pain, they thought I was doing it for attention, that I was faking it, or that it was just a minor scratch. They didn't believe me. And it hurt even more. And I still lie within those walls, still bleeding, still hoping someone will realize the truth, and come to help.
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Loonazure
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