Silent Voices

untitles

butterflies flying in the sky

sunshine burning all my sides

showing my bruises to all the eyes 

that is why i prefer gloomy days 

just like me silent and dark

but loud and chaotic from the inside

like a secret must not be told

a treasure hidden where not to be found 

or simply a lonely kid in a kindergarten

bullied by stronger children

scared and crying in his heart 

calling for a hero in the crowd

unfortunately no one heard .

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