All the words i say
are like whispers on a page
my voice is never heard
not even a word
A silence is made
a madman untamed
can you not hear me although am screaming
a story burning, an aversion growing
They don't understand
they wish not to listen
i can no longer stand
but, my words starts to glisten
Maybe it's best to stay in silence and give life a chance
an award of life's token: the loudess words are the ones left unspoken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes u don't need ppl to hear u...u know? you don't even know if the truely care or listen so why speak to them?