Sounds play inside my head, on repeat
My face gets dry by every second
The corner of my lips crack unapologetically
My hands gets cold, i cannot feel them
Voices, like a hungry ocean wave, tear up my ears.
My feet wobble from the inside,
I want to fly, i want to disappear
I want to get lost to another realm, where faces of this and that,
Eyes of they and them, do not haunt my poor soul
Where my voice is heard well, something i have been meaning to achieve,
Where the language is all comprehensive,
And as free as the air, so are my thoughts.