Staring into blank space,
Thinking with a blurry face,
Petrified with the dark skies,
Tears fall from this eyes.
The sound coming from my iPod,
Songs of the odd,
Turning away from every stare,
This sadness isn't fair.
Pulling away from everyone,
Yearning to get away for once,
Finding a place to call my own,
Makes this face without a frown.
Tears turned blood red,
Every tear are shed,
Everything is just a blur,
This sadness isn't fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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