Silent World

Silent World

I sit and think… why my life is still, I am art without heart I wish that I were real.

Once there was a girl named Mel

Who studied to try to do well

She read and took notes,

and highlighted good quotes,

But found Math was frustrating as hell!

My eyes see all, but I am left alone

I am encased, left to harden in my madness

 

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