Monday, September 17, 2007

Privacy

I was in the middle of the crowd
People chattering endlessly around me
Singing their own favorite noise
Like bees in my ears
I hear them but I don't listen to a word they say
I stay unnoticed and I like it that way
I tried to lock myself up
Trying to shut away all the noise
But someone barge in and destroyed the door
Tears were pouring down my face
I'm exposed, humiliated
They're prying me with questions
I kept silent
I used my last resort, my thoughts
Yes, that's the last place they can invade
If I feel like crying, I'll do it silently
And they will never know
Oh how nice it is to know
That they will never know

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