I’ve been absent for a while,

I was crawling through a wall,

Climbing mountains for a while,

I’ve been searching for a clue,

Of the mystery I’ve been through,

And all the mischief they did to me,

I will excuse it and absolve it free,

And maybe I’m quiet during their talks,

Maybe I’m silent and cold as they call,

But it’s not misery, it’s wisdom and their taunt,

I’ve called and I searched for the ones that I’d thought,

Truly or merely my closest of all,

I’ve searched through my empty for a reason or a fault,

Cause all I did was listen,

And all they did was talk.






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