In a graveyard I stand
Tears rolling down my face
Loss of an angel
And no one noticed
No one cares
In this 'everybody takes care of himself' society
No one saw the depth in your eyes
Only your calmness
Which was considered a good thing
'If you don't stand up and speak you're not a threat'
No one saw the storms that were whirling inside your head
No one saw you when you were crying in your bed at night
They only saw you with your mask on
Red eyes covered with make-up
No one locked beyond that
Now your gone
And no one noticed
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If you could see but were always taught that what you saw wasn't real. How does that feel? It feels blind
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