Born to an air of apathy
indifference shapes of fragile minds.
Questions formed at an early age
beg answers unasked.
Silent cries
behind curious eyes resides
a child who cannot speak.

Years find a mind alone whose
questions flow too deep for words.
Covered in a shroud of silence
watching the world go by.<br /> Silent cries
behind outcast eyes, hides
a child who cannot speak.

Time blindly races on
towards the autumn years
Seasons unheeded pass
while we all drown in tears.

Questions unanswered remain
alone they mourn a fragile mind
Silent cries
behind lifeless eyes lies
a child who cannot speak