Friday, April 29, 2022

now I listen

I was made to keep walking
I was always clawing
I always stare ahead out ahead of my sight
I always work to do better
All these things I tell myself all at once
I won't leave till it's my time
I hear songs that aren't mine
Like speaking five languages all at once
Something like speaking tongues...
These seem clearer after those silent days
When there was only me in my head
Justifying my nonsense
I can hear meaning in the voice

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