It is so cold, damp and dark in here

I scream, but there is no one to hear

If you could be me

Then you could see

Why

Maybe you cold tell me why.

Tell me that I’m not alone

Show me some one is near

That I might see again

Talk to me

That I might hear

So I can hear you

I want to hear you

So that I can hear me

My flesh controls me and I hate it so

I hate that I feel so old

And still be so young

Young enough to not feel this way

But I do

And whom can I tell it to

Who will listen;

Who will hear;

Who will understand;

This tear?

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