The Unsaid Truth

If I tell you how I feel,

You'll laugh at my joke.

You'd tell me that I'm stupid,

and leave me here alone.

Deserted in the desert,

Crowded in the streets.

I've fallen into your eyes, lies, & shame.

I'm drowned in the water

I'm ready for the fight back up

But I rather scream and run

But he won't hear my soft echo of the unsaid truth.


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