Standing silent

In a screaming world;

Tempers are flared,

Fists are curled.

Drawn away

From it all,

From reality.

I'm starting to fall.

I don't understand

These vibrant thoughts

Of love and hate

And all things not.

Standing silent

By people and things,

Confused by words

And all these happenings.

Alone and afraid

Of never finding my right way.

I tune out the sounds and

Wait for another day.