No No

Wind blowing through trees
Wailing like a banshee
Yet I can’t hear it
Me, all alone

I’m surrounded by people
But I can’t see them
Can’t hear them, can’t fear them
My mind is locked inside itself

No matter what I do, what I try
I can’t escape
And I wonder
Do I really want to.


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