Been a long time. They tried to silence us, but they could not. Censorship comes in different guises. Sometimes it's your enemies; sometimes it's the ones you trust.
Inner strength or self-expression have little to do with the loudness of our voices. We are driven by this aching need to rid ourselves of all that keeps us down, to slowly unpeel the countless layers of grief, disappointment and fear.
The caring strangers we meet along the way may pretend to listen, but they rarely grasp the truth hidden behind our rivers of words. Still, the night is long; to give up all hope is to sink like a stone in the velvet depths of sorrow.
Inner strength or self-expression have little to do with the loudness of our voices. We are driven by this aching need to rid ourselves of all that keeps us down, to slowly unpeel the countless layers of grief, disappointment and fear.
The caring strangers we meet along the way may pretend to listen, but they rarely grasp the truth hidden behind our rivers of words. Still, the night is long; to give up all hope is to sink like a stone in the velvet depths of sorrow.
