I sit down so quiet
And I just say nothing
My inner child hasn't spoken yet
As I observe the environs wanting
To do what others do
But again I reason
Going back to my childhood
Where I knew not my aim as a person
And now I felt sad as I sat
Knowing not what lays ahead
As to whether good or bad
And my wishes stay in my head
My mood is my loud voice
And my dreams in a closed fence
Because I have not to make a choice
O' Yes, this is my silence