Reality

Would you play me like everybody else?
Don't make me special
Don't hold me in your heart
Can you not see I am not here?
Notice how you cannot feel my heart.
The pain shut it down for a while,
A desperate attempt to save myself.
Though hope ran away...
Always so childish...
All you see now is what's left.
The scars hidden in my eyes,
For they may never see what love is.
For they may close without finding out.
Different, are we, really?
Pain rests in all our hearts,
Still, we cannot figure it out.
We have failed in playing
Without ever learning what it is
They call living.
I don't want to play like everybody else.
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