Born to an air of apathy
Indifference shapes a fragile mind.
Questions formed at an early age
beg answers unasked

Silent cries

Behind curious eyes resides
a child who cannot speak.

Silent cries

Years find a mind alone whose
questions flow too deep for words.
Covered in a shroud of silence
watching the world go by

Silent cries

Behind outcast eyes, hides
a child who cannot speak.

Silent cries

Time blindly races on
toward the autumn years
Seasons unheeded pass
while we all drown in tears.

Questions unanswered remain
alone they mourn a fragile mind

Silent cries

Behind lifeless eyes, lies
a child who cannot speak.

Silent cries
Silent cries