When I speak most seriously?
Is it that the sense that I am making,
Is only seen by me?
It's in those moments when I most want to be heard,
That it seems I'm always left with silence,
Of those who'd rather not embarrass me or them,
By commenting on my most impassioned rants.
I guess this means I'm finding the wrong things,
Important for discussion.
It's probably a good thing for my quality of life,
That my greatest concerns are not worth question.
And I guess it's alright,
If my greatest fears come true,
It only means that all identity will be lost,
And humankind will be left without a clue.
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