Arts
Here I am Talking to the walls again The sounds reverberating back to my ear Only to disappear when they reach me We all want someone to hear us Someone to care about what we say So in the end we know We were worth something Whether the words are worthless Or more powerful than you could ever imagine You’ll never know if only The walls hear them Break down the wall And shout at the top of the mountain Until they know who you are And let them know your words are worth something