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Sometimes I wish that I could run
Far away from who I used to be
No one hears me when I make a sound
And I just get lost in the crowd surrounding me
My colours are too bright I think
They stop and stare but only at my clothing
They never see me, only that which they wish to see
And when I speak, they just nod their heads
Walk away as though the colours are all I am
Or ever could be, like there is nothing more
Nothing else of me, that I am mute
Or just another pretty face
They read the things I write, of course
But never have they realised
That the stories that are woven
Are still me, the real me
All they see, all they ever will, is the brightness of a smile
Never the darkness between my teeth.

-- By Tiberius