I know it's my fault
I kept quiet and went by it
Listened rather than be heard
Scared of what words might tumble out
Scared of people leaving me if I spoke out
My job was to listen, to sit and observe
And that's what I did.
Now look where that has gotten me
More anxious than ever to speak out
I do try now
I try to get a word in
But let's be honest
I can scteam out loud
And still get nothing out
For it's not that I can speak now
But for knowing I've lost being heard
But there is someone
Someone inside my head
They listen, say it's alright
That everything is going to be fine
They lock me up inside my head
Try to keep me away from reality
But it is where I want to stay
For everybody imaginary
Listen to what I have to say
They let me cry, throw tantrums
They do not judge
But they know exactly what to say.
I know it's not real
But it feels like home
I'm tired of trying
I just want to be alone.
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A/n: Please do comment and vote!Even though this might be one of the worst things I've written here. :P
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