Would you miss the blue skies when they’re gone?
The early mornings soaked with rain
To chase the shadows across the plane
Where birds of sorrow sing their song
Would you miss the silence when it’s gone?
The deafening roar of constant pain
To misunderstand the unbearable strain
Where left is right and right is wrong
Would you miss me when I’m gone?
The inner voice that flaunts your brain
To break the cycle but not the chain
Where strangers dictate where we belong
Would you worship me when I’m strong?
The reasons unbeknown and insane
To follow your first born’s glorious reign
Where the ghost of my nightmare plays along
Would the to where?
Nothing to share
No one cares
It’s not fair
No one cares…
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