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When the voices in your head drown out all voices falling on your ears,
When the thoughts in your mind are too muddled up making you fear,
Pick up a pen and that random sheet of paper
Let the letters be your words…..
Pull out that Guitar lying unused in your cupboards,
Pluck the strings and let the notes do the talking….
Just sit on that window ledge,
let that melody in your head take the shape of a song;
Let the lyrics do justice to the thoughts…..
Grab that blank sheet-of paper,of cardboard, of anything at all!
Pull out those colours waiting to be splashed,
and let the hues describe the shape of your thoughts….

Don’t force the words out, but don’t keep the thoughts shackled,
Let them flow,
In whichever form you know!