Miriam Gonzalez

Thoughts surrounded by bricks

So others don't hear a sound

Knowing their heart ticks

But most ignore nature's pound

It's a dark room

For the youth in sin

Only state of mind is gloom

No one seeks for their peaceful grin

Emotions crush their words

But "I want change" it seems

Lack of love makes it worse

Throwing hands till one bleeds

Society has them trapped in a cell

Plain walls will soon tumble down

First understanding then the farewell

The ultimate one is who takes care of that sound