by neutralfleur
when i am sad
worlds collide with worlds
my vision shakes
everything is empty
my heart
my hopes
the forest in which they are kept
there aren’t even any birds
when i am sad
it is no river of tears
only hurricanes
tornados
unpredictable storms
that everyone fears
i doubt it’ll change
even in a couple of years
when i am sad
i sit instead of stand
the music gets too loud
if you listen to the floor you’ll know why
luckily, there’s no crowd
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