No tears for a cry as I look into a broken glass staring thinking of all the pain that I caused my eyes.
Shifting without a gear moving while standing no movement without motion as I've tried.
Laughing without a smile no irritation in the face of lies building broken structures as I live in my life that's surrounded false smiles.
Updated feelings without frustration and anxiety being the becoming of the vocal point of my night.
Tell it to you but its like talking to a broken review no visibility and direction as look through.
Everything has ending but the beginning never started I'm lonely walking on a pavement that's see through.
©mike0311
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