english,
The world keeps overwhelming me,
With all these people everywhere.
They keep loudly talking and telling
And yelling and shouting and shrieking.
There are rare times they listen,
But they mostly just talk and talk –
their days and their dead end jobs,
Their dreams and their unreachable wants.
They keep using their own voices
Like they don’t hear themselves.
They use it often, as frequently as much
As they breathe their air into their lungs.
I cover my ears, and I try to hide.
I have decided, yes, only now.
I choose not to listen, listen to no one.
I’d rather hear your voice, and yours alone.
Literary: Deaf to the World
The world keeps overwhelming me,
With all these people everywhere.
They keep loudly talking and telling
And yelling and shouting and shrieking.
There are rare times they listen,
But they mostly just talk and talk –
their days and their dead end jobs,
Their dreams and their unreachable wants.
They keep using their own voices
Like they don’t hear themselves.
They use it often, as frequently as much
As they breathe their air into their lungs.
I cover my ears, and I try to hide.
I have decided, yes, only now.
I choose not to listen, listen to no one.
I’d rather hear your voice, and yours alone.
0 comments: