Blinded
I would carve words out of the sky
And paint sentences on ocean waves
But I doubt you would hear
Somewhere my words would get lost in translation
I would carry Atlas burden
But you would believe it a myth
A fallacious lie told only to comfort
That one could love you so
You’re stubborn to stay stuck in the mud
I would give you a hand
But you would drag me down
And I’ve only just stood up
Perhaps one day a love will find you
Whose words you will not ignore
But it shall not be mine today
I only hope understanding comes soon
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