Silly Billy Unspoken Mind

where is the art of hearing
each other

where is the word of understand, trying to understand

so much words left unspoken
not because i dont wanna tell

but because i know nobody s gonna hear that

even if i try
even if i try
even if im in tears

even once the words are spoken
nobody s gonna know it
not only hearing but knowing, deeply.

how can i tell if there is no ears to tell
how can we free ourself from the anger if we dont talk

if only by one side
if only forget the other side
if only blinded by the ego
if only judge by the blind mind
if only me the one who cant talk
if only me the one who prefer to buried deep the words

to keep the craps away
to keep our mind sane
to keep each other.

and, to keep us.