I hear the whispers through the walls
I see the judgment on your face
I hear the disapointment in your voice
I see the sadness in your eyes
But i am the one that holds the pain,
spouts out lies and holds the truth
Walking in a fog of numbness, waiting for a light that has yet to shine.
I hear your empty threats, wishes and demands.
I am not confussed nor hopeless,
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