Unheard
Walking, breathing, beating
Yes I'm alive.
You Think not of me,
I think of what could be.
Coincide the thoughts and fears of reaching out,
It only makes me feel I need to shout.
Why can't my voice be heard amongst the rest,
Sometimes I feel this life is like a test.
One wish one life if dreams came true,
I wish I lived a life like you.
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