Nobody Listens
There's bloodstain for your pain
Mixing in the falling rain,
Shedding thru the holy grail,
Still down, sad and frail.
You talk, you beg, you cry,
Every thing you said, made you fry,
So you write to be heard,
Is it crazy? is it weird?
Because nobody listens,
Their brains defy the essence,
So write for them to understand,
In this land of deaf, blind mind.
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