Don't cry now.
I am still around.
My words full of doubt,
How do they sound so profound?
As your tears slip down your cheeks
I can't help but wonder,
Is the idea of my absence such a bummer?
I look at these streets that I wander,
As clear as the skies that appear more darker.
Would it be better with a thunder?
Or with the sound of cars honking louder?
The look on your face makes me ponder,
Would you heal my heart if it was a bit warmer?
I know I tried, but could I try harder?
To rid of the silence, that screams my blunder.
Could you see through the smiles?
That I was just not right?
Or was it just the height,
That caused you a fright?
I see it in your eyes,
You know I just might.
I measure distance to the ground,
Not glad to be found.
So don't cry now,
I am still around.
And to my words
I have been bound.
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