Sometimes the world is so dangerously quiet I feel the need to scream just to know if I'm alone
will I still make a sound like the trees falling in the forest will they make a sound if no one's around because I don't even know if I make a sound anymore because I'm so used to sitting in silence
without a birds chirp felt the songs of a cricket
I'm so used to silent that it ignores me and I pretend to love it just the same
sometimes when it is quiet and I can hear my own heartbeat I can feel the ground of the earth slowly turning I need to scream because I haven't been loud and so long and I miss being loud
I miss getting everything bottled up inside of me out into the disgusting cold world because they don't want to hear me anymore because they've grown used to my silence
I just want to be loud I just want to scream
I want my throat to barely even make a sound the next morning because I've been screaming all day and all night long but they'll hear me
and I make sure they'll kill me because once they hear me
they won't be able to get me out of their head and I'll be like a record stuck repeating over and over I hear my song playing in their head
I won't leave at all because they heard me because I finally got tired of the silence which mocked my inability to speak for so long
so I'll scream and I'll yell and I'll tear down all your luxuries off the walls and break the finest glasses you own so that way you will hear me because I need you to hear me
and if you hear me you'll know I'm not mute
he'll know that without hesitation I'll climb all the steps and all the obstacles you put before me you thought I could never even get near and I'll come right up to you face to face
screaming as loud as I can