I Write
I'm out of things to say.
For no one cares, no one listens.
My words are there.
But ears and minds around me,
are closed.
I write so my words can be seen.
But still minds are closed.
They say they care,
but I'm dieing,
and they're watching.
Not trying to fix,
just watching and waiting.
I write,
for i have no other way.
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