Sharon
In the Song
Copyright, Sharon
All the songs around me,
Make me want to cry.
All the sad soft noises,
Make me want to die.
All the soft sounds,
Make me feel that i don’t want to be around.
I don’t exist in this world,
I exist in the soft sound.
I know this don’t make sense to you, can’t feel the beat.
This world i don’t belong in,
Just isn’t right for me.
I don’t exist in the imaginary world,
I exist in the songs in me.
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