The World Turns


Everyone was watching
from their glass houses,
but no one cared at all
as I collapsed into a pile of shards.


And I bled,
I bled for them all to see
as they stared
and did nothing.


They heard my sobs
underneath my breath
and they said nothing.


This has become my life;
this is my new reality.


Every day the world turns,
the world turns,
the world turns...its back on me.

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