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we are the ones
we are the ones
scattered and broken
no shelter, no haven
r u n n i n g from reality
souls turned craven
as once-upon-a-time fires,
bold in all their glory
smolder and q u e n c h
ashen remains of a
life
story
we are the ones
laughing at ourselves
forced jeers and taunts
if only we just p l a y a l o n g
for the lone price of the line
between right and wrong
all our smiles: nothing but fakes
enduring through their s h a l l o w love
as we whisper for forgiveness
hoping,
begging,
pleading,
to those up above
teasing and laughing
while, inside, our tears have run dry
don’t let our masks fool you
everything is just
o
n
e
b
i
g
l
i
e
we are the ones
all these bullets: cries unseen, unheard
as millions of lives c r u m b l e,
nameless and invisible
don’t let them see us cry
some pain isn’t fixable
weaving impenetrable masks
to look qualified
but f r a u d s aren’t as cogent
on the inside
but you must understand
our futures were bright once too
deemed the gifted of the bunch
so much potential
shattering with a crunch
because
as icarus flew too close to the sun
so did we
seduced by the promises of a world
we could not see
and so our wings burned
as we were tempted by the light
ending the tale
of futures once bright
we are the ones
even as we fall further
into this steep hill
it becomes clear
that
no one in the world sees that we’ve c r i e d
no one in the world sees that we’ve t r i e d
no one in the world sees we’re actually t e r r i f i e d
they don’t see
all the c r a c k s and c r a c k s and c r a c k s
that don’t show on a screen
and the torrents of tears
going unheard and unseen
because they don’t understand, don’t know
that the things they see
are never the h i g h t i d e
because they can’t see
past the o v e r s i m p l i f i e d
they don’t know
that we l i e d and l i e d and l i e d
trying to keep it in
through the force of the
g
r
a
d
u
a
l
s
l
i
d
e
we are the ones
everything turned around
j e e r s cast aside
m o r t i f i c a t i o n magnified
some pain will never s u b s i d e
but all we feel is p e t r i f i e d.
as we stand there,
so, so exposed
but behind our masks, we are i n v i s i b l e
hoping and dreading
to find someone
who can look beyond all
that’s f i c t i o n a l
but no one in the world can understand
because all they see is the outside
they don’t see the internal battles that c o l l i d e
where suddenly, being different is a crime
but even regret can’t t u r n b a c k t i m e
we are the ones
time is precious
and it’s slipping away
dashing out of reach
is there any such thing as fair play?
as everything tumbles and tumbles, the seconds
tick
tick
ticking on
words R O A R I N G and P O U N D I N G
with the apologies that go
unspoken,
unaccepted,
misunderstood
scars and stains and wrong decisions
that haunt us f o r e v e r
behind a veil of falsehood
and the burning C R Y for help
to be U N D E R S T O O D
but even when the unspoken words chafe like knives against our throats
the world, blind to
our collective, isolated shrieks and tears and endless headaches
where behind thousands of phony smiles,
buried beneath miles of broken, unseen scars,
everything
inside
just
b r e a k s
we are the ones
silenced
forgotten
broken
fires e x t i n g u i s h e d
screams unspoken
when the what-if’s and could’ve-been’s and if-only’s die out
dreams wither and
collapse
hopeless longings tuned out
leaving us to pick up the b r o k e n s c r a p s
running out of words to scream
tears to cry
dreams to chase
wings to fly
trying to remember the sun
that had once tempted us
when all we have now
is bitter, suffocating snow
when there’s only one way to e s c a p e
from ourselves
from the world
and
we
l
e
t
g
o
we are
we are
we are
d o y o u s t i l l
r e m e m b e r u s ?
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