i've come to know you through your silence
our friendship has increased by your absense
the irony of life makes complete sense
as confusion attacks me relentless
i've come to hate you through your love
and i've denied the hope of life through death
through our fellowship, i have found solitude
and now i'm suffocating by your breath
i understand peace through living in pain
coldness washes over me through promised warmth
i've experienced drought despite the rain
seeking light became a dream as darkness swarmed
when will i stop falling down,
and start to stand up?
when will i retire from being a clown,
take off my mask, and be myself?
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