Silent Poem by liliana villar

When I walk and think my silent thoughts
it seems to me like no one will ever understand.
But, how can they? I some times wonder.
Because I never speak my unknown silent thoughts.
But, why should I if they don't care enough to try to understand.
How do I know you may ask? well this is my response they never ask.
Whats wrong?
What is the reason for your silence?
What are your thoughts and dreams?
or
How are you feeling in this instint?
So I should just face the fact that no one cares and that I am destined to keep everything in like an unbreakable lock until night comes to open myself up to cry my hidden tears.
In silents until morning comes to restart my lonely life full of nothingness.