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Ennui

July 24, 2011

Music is more alive than most people

Headphones on and silent

I am listless and detached,

but I’m looking for you.

Come find me.

I’m behind most people

I cannot force my hand

I am trapped inside myself

Come find me.

I’m more alive than most people

Talk rarely and smile less

I think, but something seems off,

Come find me.

Not the same but we’re not that different,

I live in my mind and daze through my days

so dance through the days with a daze in your mind,

we can teach each other;

come find me.

You are not alone

and I am looking for YOU

I don’t want to be alone

I don’t want to die alone

Come find me.

I’m waiting,

but we only grow older.

We’re waiting,

we’re all just waiting.

I don’t want to be forgotten –

I have no voice and I must scream –

COME FIND ME

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