Yay boredom. And rhyming.
Written: May 4, 2010
If I can't see,
I won't think I'm me,
'cause this world will be
A dark scene unseen
'Cept to those who believe
That to be free,
You can't be me.
If I can't hear
What could you hold dear?
Could we both fear,
Falling into the rear,
And out of sight of here?
And somehow we'll be near,
Somewhere far away from here.
If I couldn't feel,
Rain wouldn't be real,
And pain would be surreal
A life would be a deal
A death would be a steal
I am not going to heal
Your life is yours to reel
In, safe from the harmful unreal
Of what I've become, what I feel.
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