Silence

Silence Defined by the dictionary says the absence of sound The movement of your lips means nothing now But what if silence isnt the answer what if its one our other five senses we apprehend Or the absense of a sense is it defness? By the selfish beings we call humans? Given the gift to hear glorious noises but selectively choosing which to absorb Or is there more? Silence Is it really the absence of sound Or is it the moments we chose to knock words to the ground As if they suddenly have no meaning As if were bullies and we choose to give them a beating There is no such thing as quiet No such thing as hushed tones only the moments we feel we need to be alone and wash the words out of our heads Because of consciously impacted selfishness We are deaf To those who need us to be there therapist There a mess And we say they are in silence But what if in reality they were running an office in their brains Trying to caustiously execute a way to explain their pain Life is a hard place Concidering every conceded being tries to create their own ways And leave the rest to drown Because the selfish are all deaf And the broken hearted are mute So you see silence is just another creation by the race in todays society Built by man And leaving the differentiated too broken to stand