SheA Poem by CallieThere really is no description. Take what you can out of it, try to understand in your own way, thanks.
black walls and crowded rooms too dark but darkness is their friend put your hands up let her touch you let her hear you don't let her see you darkness is your friend
white walls and your alone out your hands up let her see you but keep your eyes closed let her touch you keep your eyes closed let her hear you keep your eyes closed because the darkness is your friend black walls and crowded rooms you up your hands up because the blackness is your friend your searching for her to touch you searching for her to look you in the eye but you can find her because your eyes are open white walls and your alone and you search for her to touch you search for her to hear you search for her eyes but she's not there black walls and your alone you keep your hands up and feel nothing and hear nothing but she's feeling something oh honey she's hearing you keep your eyes closed white walls and it's crowded baby out your hands up let her touch you let her hear you but she can see you you're the only one with your hands up put them down no keep them up don't open your eyes keep your eyes closed you can see her you can touch her you can hear her keep your hands up open your eyes you can't see her why can't you touch her where is she close your eyes put your hands down she's right there right in front of you but you can see her and you can't feel her you can't hear her she puts her hands up black walls it's crowded she closes her eyes and puts her hands up searching white walls she's alone she puts her hands up opens her eyes he puts his hands down closes his eyes where are you © 2014 CallieAuthor's Note
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