They talk they talk
To loud for me to hear
I write and write
Letters I don't recognize
For they talk too loud
It hurts my head
The blabbing doesn't stop
The laughing pitched higher than the ceiling
I feel dizzy now and then
I wished but I was scared of
Myself to become a deaf.
It echoes in my head
Someone is calling
Name that sounds like mine
I try to focus in writing
The letters that repeats
The call is clearer now
The voice was a boy's
The name was mine
'cause he was in front of me
Saying words
Words that is barely audible
I don't want it to be
I don't want to know
Though without hearing it
I know that he is here
One of the chaos
He wants to play with me
Again.
A woman's voice called the name
Of mine
It was a gentle voice
She told me to keep my feet
On the ground
Now I can't run
Hide from this noise
My feet have sunk in
This ground
Where I once stood on
Name was again called
Now a big voice of man
I don't wanna hear
But it told me
"Be strong, don't yield"
Am I strong now?
I am standing
Only a mere meter
Away from breaking.
-JovialMask2023
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