//not as depressing//
My ears can hear, but will not listen. My ears are just ornaments placed upon my skin. My ears are deaf to all advice and orders. My ears are just ornaments placed upon my skin.
My mouth can smile, but it won't be real. My mouth is just an ornament placed upon my skin. My mouth lies to everyone. My mouth is just an ornament placed upon my skin.
My eyes will see, but will not notice. My eyes are just ornaments placed upon my skin. My eyes tell the truth hidden beneath. My eyes are just ornaments placed upon my skin.
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Why Not
PoetryThings I've written. Mentions serious topics. They may not be good, but whatever.
