Words are useless, like a pen without ink

Speaking destroys you like a bomb

time changes you

never knowing which direction it will go

Expressions give away who you are

Money controls you, from what you think to what you say

Your voices is an echo telling a story

unknown worlds pleasures feelings and needs

 

What the rest think is what you need

    but more useless it becomes

Crying is fragile, it is a joke to many

talking makes you annoying

makes you a burden to humanity

 

Shyness is invisible

no one can see you

like the world behing this poem

 

Invisible is the aura of those around my poem

you come

   you go

who knows

yet you're still unknown to all