When I walk can you see me?
When I speak in actions can you hear me?
Are we so different that you fear me?
Are we too close to be real with me?
How does one profess so you would believe me?
Why do I sometimes feel so unacknowledged it kills me?
If I where to shout from the roof would it cure me?
If I were to leave would you even miss me?
Radio free Europe, clear, who will talk to me?
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