There are words you cannot hear
they fall apart before your ears
disintegrating complicating things.
If they would reach your ears for hearing
then I'd be understood more clearly
but they ricochet, they're ones of love and hate
you'll have to guess which.
Whats become of the words I've spoken
found wanting or lost in the open?
The five senses seem to leave us needing
yet this is all we have.
There's no closure for us to have
no bold convictions that won't drive me mad
for brevity's sake and for give and take I should just quit.
But there are folks who'll listen so closely
and pad my walls to keep my head from exploding
so why can't I be satisfied with them and not you.
What exactly do we want to be hearing
grinding gear or the crowds a cheering?
The five senses seem to have left us needing
but this is all we have.
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