I Don't Talk
Not a death poem, just about not belonging in this world.
Quietly I exist
Not knowing how to live
Subtly I respond
Not meaning to be heard
Dumbly I sit
Not sounding out a word
Privately I live
In my own world
Not knowing how to live
Subtly I respond
Not meaning to be heard
Dumbly I sit
Not sounding out a word
Privately I live
In my own world

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