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Hiding.
Waiting.
Will you notice me?
Wont you talk to me?

I sit.
I stare.
I know nothing beyond these walls.
I see nothing beyond this mask.

Watching.
Silently.
I stay beneath the shaddows.
I wait behind this mask.
Will anyone notice?
Does anyone care?

As I wait, in dispair, I think, "this isn't fair."
I'm locked away.
Inside my own head- my thoughts- my dreams..

Forever I stay.
I stay in dismay.
I think back to when it wasn't this way.

I think.
I reason.
I hear the voices come to an agreement.

Fearfully.
Cautiously.
I rais my hands to my prison.

Slowly.
Honestly.
My keys remove the lock.

Crashing.
Breaking.
Down falls this hell.

Free.
Free..
Finally- I am free...





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