It's probably my way of breaking up the silence
Which fills up my heart.
Cause I have too much time
To collect and discover my own flaws
But that's for me to ponder, hopefully for you to accept.
Without my ability to talk,
I'm left with the sight and touch which forever leaves me longing,
Unable to express appreciation,
Even after everything I love is taken away from me.
And when I realize that something's gotten a hold of my heart,
In a way I did not intend,
I hide away in a corner.
Maybe you'll find me,
Hopefully soon,
Or I'll sit here on top of the world,
Invisible.
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