Thoughts squirm 

They echoe and scream within my eardrums.

Yet I am deserted 

"Shout" they order 

This is a duel I never  to win. 

"You're just a kid!"

I pivot my cheek.

Internally drained 

Can anybody hear?

Agonzing. Tiring. 

In this apethetic life

I battle myself

And I bare my deepest opinions 

Before I think to rock the boat of ignorant humanity. 


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