The tranquility that rarely shows calms his environment.
But stupidity is what causes there to be raging flames.
Wishing all the attention until he is locked up in chains.
Taking up sharp objects that come in contact with his veins.
Always being told to be silent.
To bottle up emotions until they come out as violent.
Some people have the blessing of having a talent.
To show what is hidden behind their smile of sadness.
The feeling of never being able to express yourself.
Keeping your true emotions in check with fake ones.
Inhaling smoke into your lungs.
So that the pain is healed by the drug that comes.
Silence, young boy.
Keep it all in.
And how fake joy.
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