My words...not yoursMature

The mute speaks but no one listens

She praticed in the mirror and deleted all those anonying twiches

She was determined that there would be no misstep

But it's the same thing every time

She loses her nerve...

Such a mousy girl...

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Why won't you just listen!

I'm talking

I know my lips are moving

And I can feel the vibraions in my chest

You asked me a question, but god damn it, your talking for me again!

I am not shy, I am not soft spoken

Those words are yours not mine

Why won't you let me be the me I see inside my head?

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There's a canvas in my head I've left blank

When I,ve left your world of black and white

I will know color

I will know aura, sense and sound

I will taste an orange and know it's sweet

Until then i'll play your rules and wear your uniform...

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She bows out

And it all fades to black

The curtain closes

and no sees her as an apparition in the dark...