How I Feel
I'm standing here with all my fears,
scars on my skin and no emotions to feel.
I'm standing here all weak and exhausted,
like grass on the field I am all frosted.
I'm standing here withoud a word,
and still wonder why my silent scream isn't heard.
I'm standing here in pain and alone,
how did I get here with no one to call.
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