Although I'm quiet I want to be found

Don't pay attention to the invisible sound

We all hide something from our self

We lock it behind bars and place it on the infinite shelf

That is beyond the sight of our mind's bleak wall

Most never recover the lost secrets or hear the forbidden call

Until all is lost and it is too late;

The world doesn't care because it is full of rage and hate

Which will continue to augment till empathy dies

Just lie the people that never heard my cries