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You see if,
I seek refuge,
In silence!
And I prefer solitude.
Nothing I like more to hear,
It is not people,
but their words I fear!
I am silent, lost, dazed and gone,
May be because I'm shattered and torn.
And may be because I'm clinging to past,
I wish nothing but this feeling to last,
The restlessness and no escape!
Its like being trapped and encaged!
I am waiting to be heard and learned,
In the way I am, not what I've become!
There's a reason why I write not tell,
This way words best explain themselves.