It's a mystery to me,
why words are free,
Like there is no importance to them.
It's a mystery to me,
why words are free
I guess that is why people ignore them.
It's a mystery to me,
why words are free.
And why are they more important then my movements?
Actions speak louder then words.
Or so they say,
But people just keep saying,
my words need improvement.
Then please explain to me
why people just use their words,
to say how much they are important?
I did not lie, only to myself
I did not judge, only myself
I did not lie, only to myself.
The world has not noticed,
Like I thought would.
But that's the price I pay,
For words I haven't said.
Selfish, fake, able to motivate.
Are the traits to make your life elevate.
A family, a home, a wife and children
My wordless soul, just might ruin them.
The words I say, is all they see
Will my silentness be the end of me?
It's a mystery to me,
why words are free,
Cause it's seems people just misuse them.
Just like a math,
They should add up to the truth.
Instead they equal, without any proof.
This is how they misuse them.
It's a mystery to me,
but it shouldn't be.
But I am not the one,
who's anwser anyone will hear.
©silentkngt
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