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Not Heard
Sometimes i feel like im talking to myself
when im trying to make a point
am i really unheard to everyone
are the words i speak heard only by me
this impossible world is driving me crazy
sometimes i just want it to end
it does not matter how it happens
but then maybe my point will send
my tears are starting to dry
and the color in my face is gone
the happy look i used to have
has been depressed for so long
my eyes no longer sparkle in the light
they just look dark and out of life
no smiles no laughs no good memory
its like my feeling has been stabbed with a knife
so i could live my own life again
needing help as always is me
i want to relax from this hateful strain.
By: Tia Marie Thompson
