You won't hear me. When I scream in my mind.
You won't see me. When I cry in the nights,
You won't feel me. When my heart torn by your knife.
Despite of how much emotion I have.
You won't know it.
Cuz you don't care...
Cuz I hide it away...
Wander if one day I will get numb with this feeling.
But by then, I won't be living a life anymore...
Who am I to you, anyways?
You didn't answer. Guess you don't know yourself. Or should I take your silent as an answer? That I'm nobody to you....?
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