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The noise is
all around you,
But you're not able to hear,
The thoughts and visions, dreams and plans,
That my heart holds so dear.
My mind
is such a noisy place,
It's busy all the time,
It's wanting you to share its dreams,
And make them yours and mine.
At times
I think, "I'll run away",
At times I think, "I'll stay",
But you will never know the truth,
It will always be this way.
Why don't
you get to know me,
Try to get inside my head?
Instead you wander through my life,
Never hearing what is said.
It's just
as if I don't exist,
I'm not within your vision,
I'm wanting you to listen in,
And free me from this prison.
For I
have dreams to share with you,
But you don't have the time,
You say that you must hurry on,
And I will be just fine.
So now I
live in torment,
As the noises jeer and mock,
I live alone inside my head;
Have mercy; make them stop.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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