the distant murmurs
the hateful glances
one gets used to it
as time soon passes-
words let out among the few
spoke without meaning
tend to stick like glue-
one gets used to it
they soon get by
but no one can hear
the silent tears you cry-
they find their way
upon your cheek
silently falling
while inside you scream-
their presence known
as you fight to hide it
but when a silent tear falls
how can you deny it..
~Candyce~
