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To the shy

2 min lectură·8 decembrie 2006

Mediu

A weird mix of reality and dream

Things are different from what they seem

Deep in the shadow world in which I dwell

Unspoken beauty and horrors form within the shell

My word, a dagger, my power immense

My heart, a flower, my feelings intense

Worlds mix together like oil and water

Nothing I know my shell could shatter

Inside a hero, outside weak

Words form rapidly, the mouth cannot speak

I yell from inside, the ears cannot hear

My desperate cry I cannot make clear

I am everywhere but no one can see

I am the ones that cannot speak freely

I am the people that go unnoticed

The shy, the speechless, the mouths that are frozen

Though inside there\'s a wonderful world

To describe it no word can be told

Outside it is grey inside there is color

A bulb that can\'t turn into a flower

A constant winter of doubt that what\'s inside is right

Surrounds every word in a cloud of fright

Behind my shield, I\'m safe from all the monsters,

They cannot wait for weakness to show all their powers

And I am one and they are many

If I show myself, they would slay me

They would rip me to pieces with every word

Feed on my tears, feel joy, feel strong

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