Cacophony
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Sounds ring in my ears noisily;
kind of like static on an old television screen.
I really am trying not to be mean,
but sometimes,
I feel like I want to scream.
I'm used to being alone
We go to school every day and see the friends we've made,
As time runs the marathon we begin moving on
Youre18 now, responsabilities busting down yuor door
The ressure and loneliness maks you feel absent, a ghost.
