Can you hear me? I speak and you nod And I laugh And we keep on
But can you hear me?
You listen as I let forth All my thoughts and interests Into a loud buzzing goop That you can barely understand
Can you hear what I really mean?
My mind won't let me Interpret the thoughts That race and rage and Buzz and scream for attention
Can you understand what even I may not?
Waves of thought crash Against the rocky shore Of my tired, fizzing mind Coming out all wrong
Can you hear how exhausted I am?
When the words come out They stumble and crash And I laugh as strange Peculiar things tumble out
Can you hear the frustration in my laughter?
I talk and talk and yet You are losing interest I know I should stop But I so want you to love it too
Can you hear my desire to share my passion?
Nothing comes out Everything comes out Yet you don't understand And I can't stop
....you can't hear me, can you?
You can't hear the frustration or the desire or the constant buzz of thoughts You can't hear the way my mind races and stumbles on even after my mouth closes. You can't hear me pleading you to look past my strangeness, past my overenthusiasm, past the loudness of my voice. Hear my loneliness and my whispered wish of please, please like me, please stay by my side.
But you can't....
If silence had a scent, it would smell like warm summer air as you lay in the softly trickling grass.
It would smell like a crisp cool breeze as the first quiet snowflakes of winter wisp through the air.
It would smell like the sharp scent of a hospital as a mother embraces her sleeping newborn.
It would smell like the putrid smell you find while checking on an ill and elderly neighbor.
