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Too much noise,
Too many neon lights
Too many ‘shoulds’
Way too many promises

And they say,
‘Shine!’ They say,
‘Sing out loud!’
They say…

But your lips are
Sewn shut, keeping
All your screams inside…
Your duct taped
Heart pieces thunder
And will never abide…

You are the master of your own sea.
You only, make the rules now.
You call the shots.
You’ll win,
In the end.


9 thoughts on “You!

      1. You are probably right! Lucky for me, I have writing to shout out what I need to vent, even if I don’t necessarely do it clearly 😛 With a little chance, I shouldn’t go down the bitter road 🙂

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