Aside

The season changes:
Life to laughter,
Rain to sun,

Yet I remain the same.
Stuck with my old fears and worries,
Yet with no one to tell them to.
My silence speaks a thousand words,
But my screams speak louder.

Hollow screams.
Blank screams.
A blank book holds no message.
I am a blank book
I have a message:
Find me.
Find it.
Give me
A reason

Seasonal Changes

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