It's come
That time in the yr
Where everything
Everyone,
changes
Why, I don't know
but they do
It's loud
Their lots of voices
Small, big, loud, quiet
What am I doing here
How did I get here
I wanna leave
I get up
They turn to look at me
Those eyes
They burn holes through me
As if to say we've got you
But why
What have I done
I can't move
As if those eyes
Can shoot
But they can't
I know they can't
So why
why can't I move...
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Author:
Evernight (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2021 15:35
- Comment from author about the poem: found in my phone, wrote not long ago
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