Poem – Reading it Well

 

 

 

 

 

I looked out the window,
The sun was gone,
I put some music on,
And with it I was gone

Listening to the wind outside,
I woke up in the middle of the day again,
What a pain,
I wonder what’s wrong,
Why can’t I enjoy a single song,

I can’t see what others tell me,
More than feelings, more than stories,
You wouldn’t know, how can you even tell,
When I hide myself so well?

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