How can I be screaming out to the world
but my lips don't move
how can my heart beat so loudly, but feels
dead in my body
How can my eyes see everything they see
but can see no answers
How can the world go on around me
but feel no part of it
How can love be so real in my heart and
mind
but still feel unloved
How can there be a point to life, if nothing is real, and life is nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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