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Saturday, March 15; 14:37
The things we can see, when we are blind.
I think this is my second post for today?

Must have posted not long ago..

I found this song on the Deviantart. It's called Radio from http://coreymikaverleth.deviantart.com/art/Radio-66521914 by Coreymikaverleth.

Radio

I can’t write sad songs,
Cause I’ve got none to sing,
And I can’t write this poetry,
Cause it won’t mean a thing

And even if I put it up
For someone to see,
Someone else would disregard it
Cause they have better songs than me.

I’m sick of all the secondhand
Information overload,
And bragging, misinterpreting
Things we think we know.

If I became a talk show host
On the radio
Would you laugh because
I’m the least extroverted one you know?

Would you tune me out,
Would you suspend all doubt,
Or would you listen as I spin
Another song you know?

If these words ever
Made it to the radio,
The internet
Would be the very first one to know.

It would regurgitate
The words I ate,
And swallow them again,
Chewing them to pieces
Before I count to ten.

If I became a talk show host
On the radio
Would you laugh because
I’m the least extroverted one you know?

Would you tune me out,
Would you suspend all doubt,
Or would you listen as I spin
Another song you know?

But on the radio,
All you’ll ever know
Is a face
From a place
Very much so like your own
And the voice
Making noise
All your joy on a cd,
Oh, I wish that could be me,
I want to make you happy.

If I became a talk show host
On the radio
Would you laugh because
I’m the least extroverted one you know?

Would you tune me out,
Would you suspend all doubt,
Or would you listen as I spin
Another song you know?

On the radio
On the radio
On the radio

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O mighty god!
What am I suppose to do?
A page full of arguments
How am I going to write?
A speech spoken from words on paper.
My mind is dead!
My heart full of anxiety,
Now I wish I could be thrown in dreams..