Why do not my words reach to you? Actions have been depicting the same for a long time. Still I ponder on the why of miscommunication. Every time I try to react to the irrational questions, I feel like I should adopt silence. It is empty inside. The dark place is numb. Only the song of ‘Linkin Park’ rings in my head and I get lost in its lyrics which defines me.
I want to scream though, out loud where my voice at least reverberates the truth that I am alive. Loosen those tightly pursed lips with words which will be hard to digest but I know, they will not hold any meaning as I have been tagged mentally disturbed.
Are words or actions so difficult to decipher that we easily call a person mentally disturbed? Some people prefer not to speak. They want to be understood. The some who do, will weave a different story. Till then enjoy the song. (Link of the Song in the Text)
it is the human itself shadowing, causing darkness inside the brains of creativity pinching, scathing the innocent hearts to turn the red (color of love) to dark
wonder why my skin color is still pink care not when once it becomes cold only hurt you caused to this poor soul thence, will turn around for sure
*Each one of us humans has a heart. The souls born out of you have a soul of their own. Respect the ones who are born out of you. Embrace them to know that they are not alone.
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