Time stops for nothing
For no one
The clock continues to tick and moments are passed along
Reality becomes real once again
Words are exchanged and people continue to hate
I don’t exist where my real thoughts matter and people look past the situations
The words that doesn’t make sense to them
Like a language they don’t understand
You are just a number
Outnumbered that sometimes opinions don’t even matter when you have that gut feeling you may be right
Voices goes unheard and the happiness fades away and ends up on the window-stained glass
As rain and dew drops fall washing away the guilt
Everything is out of existence
As opened mouths doesn’t get fed too often
Words becomes weapons and humans become targets
When will freedom ring into the actual existence
Voices to be heard
Opinions to be shared
Reality to make sense once again
For this world to give a big break to those in need
Charities goals become met
A child’s tears turns into happiness
Darkness fades away and the sun light shines upon the nation
But some things will still remain buried and out of existence
Because nobody hears the voice
The words
The thoughts
The cries
…yep…
The cries
Empty
Dry
All out
Out of existence
Written by Lyrical Passion
article is quite interesting and hopefully true happiness rays began to warm the hearts of us all, when we can share it with sincerity. Greetings from Gede Prama π
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Thanks!! !! πππ
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