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Nobody Knows.
here I am reduced to my breathing
here I am fully disclosed
here I am and it feels like I’m bleeding into space
and nobody knows
nobody knows

here I am in a deep shade of purple
here I am in a song like a dirge
here I am painting black rainbows
in a storm full of thousands of words
thousands of words

how much more patient could I possibly be
and how much more proof do you need
how much more, how much more time will roll by
before the truth is finally freed

here I am in a forsaken wilderness
here I am broken and true
here I am drifting through nothingness
you can’t see me, but I can see you
I can see you

here I am with all that I’ve got
here I am with nothing to hide
here I am with the air as my witness
and a daunting task to abide
to abide

how much more patient could I possibly be
and how much more proof do you need
how much more, how much more time will roll by
before the truth is finally freed

here I am reduced to my breathing
here I am fully disclosed
here I am and it feels like I’m bleeding into space
and nobody knows
nobody knows, nobody knows
nobody knows

(Laura Vitale)

© 2016 Laura Vitale All Rights Reserved


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