I am listening to the emotions build by your words that are making your sentences leaving your mouth to reach to my ears in a speed of sound 331.29 meter per seconds: I’m listening I am listening to separate that beautiful cover from that ugly heart from that muted silence the loud scream of help from that unattractive image the noble heart from that smiley face you using to hide the tears that dropping like unstoppable blood, (we all know what happened when your blood finish) I am listening because the fact of describing you feeling throw written words could be like meditating, therapy, you name it or Art ; to you, but to me listening to you can give me a lesson or give you a mission of risen, ( because eventually I will say something back or someone) I’m listening to take away that anger creating you grief struggle of fear without relief, the trouble within your body that is making you say I hate my life or hate me I just hate it when your personality start changing and got me thinking you might have bipolar disorder especially when you pretty smiley face changes like a car gear from 1 to 2 to 3 , 4 , 5 then again 1 to 2 …….. I just want to take it from 5 to 4 then 3 then 2 then1 and keep it there safe and slow, yeah, safe because I want to see that smiley face every single time and slow I don’t think I need to tell you why because we all know slow Ain’t the same with fast when you leaving that life you want. I am listening to tell you for every surface you face they all are worthless than your happy face so smile, I am listening to your jokes too and I do laugh at them hard even tho in my head I am going ‘albert Einstein or ???’’ But I’m laugh no matter what because I know that smile mean a lot to you same was and still to me.