Planting a sigh, just to fill the silence,
Hoping it will grow, and develop to violence,
The hurting of words, the blow to the gut,
The truth in the noise, the yes then the but...
But the silence remains, with words kept unsaid,
Saturating my eyes that remain easily read,
But you are so blind, always refusing to see,
The truth in the silence, the truth filled in me.
Therefore i am content, regardless of pain,
The rainbow is me, when sunshine meets rain,
The truth is too much for me to explain,
And it kills me as much as im alive with the gain.
