I see you sitting quietly facing a bunch of people
Their laughter echoing in the empty spaces of your mind
Words pouring out of their mouths like eager waves of a sea
Words almost making sense, trying so hard to make you believe
That it means something, that they are real stories
But every time, failing at it even before thier waves reach your shore
Nontheless, you land an ear for those willing words to dump on your ground
You have done this too many times to keep a count
Greedy eyes staring back at your soulless pits hoping for a response
And all you do is smile or nod, cz you are supposed to be kind
Even though there’s a hurricane going on inside your mind
With all your demons mercilessly dancing with those unending thoughts
Your head pounding and heart aching but all you do is smile
Shutting down the voices inside your mind
Making them drown in the dark sea of your heart
Cz how can you allow them to lash out and drench those around?
Who are caged by miseries of their own- a bad day or maybe a cold
You don’t know which one is whose worry anymore
Cz they are too many, and you too are surrounded by your own
But you let their words torture your obedient ear
Cz all your life you’ve been doing this, you are after all a good listener
Their words always find a way to get to you- words of joy and anger and pain
And the owners of those mouths have the audacity
To never take a moment and ask you how was your day
So you smile or maybe nod balancing both worlds
Listening to their woes while battling with your own
And I know being alone in an empty room may suck
But isn’t it worse when your screams go unheard by the people you love?
When you feel responsible to always be there
To praise or give an advise or simply nod and agree
Just because they’ve found a good listener in you
But you clearly haven’t found yours yet and I fear you might never
As you have now become a master in shutting your voices down
The words that try to escape your mouth are swallowed smoothly
Probably with a glass of wine or a convincing smile
On a Saturday night when you sit quietly at a corner facing a bunch of people
When their laughter echoes in the empty spaces of your mind
And all you can do is nod and give your best smile
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