Silence....
So long to the length of my hardship
I’ve cut it in two and forgot to send the second half to you
Maybe I’ll send it with a letter
Something to tell you that I’m not ok
I’ve tried to be calm
And tried to reason with myself
But what’s the use when I can’t listen to my own voice
A block from my ears to my mouth
That can’t be treated even when I’m alone now
I’ll always be alone
It doesn’t matter if you’re here
Because I’ll always find something
Some way that things are not ok
So why try and be content
When the slightest mood ends it all cut through the environment
And as I’m sitting on my own
Polluted
I’m the polluter
Taking everything that is good
And when I’m through it’s discarded and tainted
So when does something cut through the trash
As I’m rummaging through it
What am I looking for?
If I found it, what would I be looking for?
A happiness that I will resent
A lonely feeling that is too hard to forget
So listen to my inner voice
Because it’s my only true voice
I’d like to silence it with my lonely voice
I’d like to hear the silence
Silence
