Alone with my thoughts,
All trapped inside my head,
They scream to be free,
The silence is long dead,
I try my very best,
The only way I can,
But no one hears my voice,
I stand a lonely man,
My fear is being forgotten,
Yes this is my fear,
My fear is being forgotten,
And you not shed a tear,
I search for days and days,
But nothing is what I find,
I look into a mirror,
Just to find my eyes are blind,
As my voice slowly goes,
And my heart slowly stops,
My thoughts go to you,
And a tear slowly drops,
My fear is being forgotten,
Yes this is my fear,
My fear is being forgotten,
Will you remember I was here?
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