Fear drips from your drenched hair
As you stare into time,un-beheld
You know not what will come
to you its white noise
Like an empty frequency
Is your wavering destiny
Your plans of life and its chances
keep expanding like tree branches
when all you hear in the middle of the night is white noise.......
Stars overhead,you have seen before
the same stars in different patterns maybe so
The difference is though is its not through the same eyes
you have changed more than the infinite skies
when all you hear in the middle of the night is white noise.......
Pure opportunity a legend in itself
False hope,to cure the deaf Rehab
pessimistic true....Yet more realistic
than lies you tell to hold on
when all you hear in the middle of the night is white noise.......
Don't throw yourself you've heard
But thrown you already have been
when all you hear in the middle of the night
is white noise.......
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