A shattered dream
a thousand tears...
I'm not gonna cry,
I'm not gonna cry...
She walks down the halls,
Holding her books tight...
Leaves move gently,
Blowing in the wind...
Alive and yet not living
You speak but make no sound...
I am like a forgotten book
Upon a wooden shelf...
What is it.
This feeling...
I see you child, I see you child,
So full of anger and denial...
Sometimes
The pain...
Harboring the pain of a raging storm
the ones that wish they were never born...
Cannot
The pain I feel you cannot see...
My screams,
Silent...