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Speak Your Mind Out

Speak Your Mind Out

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Talking was always easy, so was sharing. The hard part was finding someone who would listen, someone who would lend their ears even just for a little while. But no one cared, no one paid attention, no one was interested. Until talking became hard, it became a struggle, it became a burden. My loudest screams became silent and it was like my voice was taken away. This is why I write. This is the only way I can get these thoughts out of my head. This is the only way I could get to speak my mind out. | SPEAK YOUR MIND OUT | POEMS by blueEARPHONES
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For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

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