“Protest,
Protest!”
What’s the point when those you’re protesting against,
Have soundproof walls,
Windows,
Doors,
You name it.
Anything to cancel out noise no one needs to make in,
A world we already have control over?
How can you expect to be heard when,
We don’t ever bother to listen to each other as we do our best to move forward?
The progress those on the outside seek,
Lies in the willingness to answer to your beloved’s tears kept in the inside of a heart broken by,
Your refusal to see them cry while you,
Yourself,
Weep…
Silent Cries – Day 182, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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