This is for the time when you feel invisible and worthless, like you could never be as good as you want to because its just so hard, because you’re having a bad day or even if you aren’t you just don’t feel upto it – when you could do anything to feel better but deep inside the sadness grows
And even if I look like a passerby I’m here to stay
The sound of my voice may seem unfamiliar
But my words have run along these roads everyday
Skipping across like the veins on the back of my hand
My gaze may look like blank pages of a plain old book
But I’ve learnt to deflect my moods just like the sky
So you don’t have to deal with all the humidity
Because I’m either too sunny or just rainy
I could never be the moon
Not when I have so many shades no one can see
Its just too hard to be a book no one can read
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