Ears That Are Broken

I scream and shout
Yet.. I can't hear myself
My ears are broken
Because of those people
But all I do .. keep on hopin
They poke fun at me
As I walk the lonely streets
As my heart bleeds
I try to run and hide
In shame, in disgrace
My broken ears and I
I hold my head up high
Maybe it will be just my hands and I
I can talk, with my hands
And they won't understand
Now, I won't run
I won't hide
It'll just be my hands and I