The wind in the trees
and the gurgle of the water.
Nothing will ever compare
to the sounds of nature.
A chance to clear your mind,
The time to speak the truth.
I will always choose this
over listening to you.
Your words are covered in lies.
You only look out for you.
Why should I listen
when you don’t care what I do?
Every tear that was shed
fell down into a puddle.
Now I hear it moving along
with my pride to the dark.
The sound of silence
is greater than laughter
because now you laugh at me
while I sit alone with my scars.
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