roses in a glass

roses in a glass dead and wilted
to you the song of my life
means nothing
you treat me like a dog
you dont want to hear me bark
you wonder why i dont do anything
you wonder why i am not social
if you would listen you would understand
you should listen with no
judgement or preconcieved notions
so many things they do not understands





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