Sing in the Shower, Dance in the Rain

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Sometimes

sometimes
i feel as though
everyone is moving,
leaving me behind.
and when I try to
call out to them,
I find i have no voice.
And when I try to follow them,
I find I can not move.
The only thing I can do is
wait for it to be over as I
silently cry unnoticed tears.
Just when all seems lost,
when it seems there is no one
left,i awaken with a scream on my lips,
to find it was a nightmare,and
that my pillow is soaked in my tears...

1 comments:

your poem is really good, i like it ^.^

 

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