I’m screaming. Yet you do not hear a thing. You go about your life ignoring reality Disguising the pain, hiding the hurt… You don’t do anything but play your games. I’m screaming. Yet you do not hear a thing. You brush me off cause I’m a child Life not yet fully spent, is a life unknown to tears… You don’t know how easily glass can shatter. I’m screaming. Yet you do not hear a thing. You ignore me because of my appearance, beautiful, you say The innocent know not of guilt… You don’t speak of hidden ugliness. I’m screaming. Yet you do not listen. You don’t look as I stumble My many tears shed due to lack of love… You don’t hear the screams for help. I’m screaming.Birth sign: Scorpio
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