Tip toeing through life not
Making a sound, what
Will be remembered of you,
As you were never heard.

Because you never noticed
You were only back ground,
White noise.
You where there but not
Much noise did you make
When you were around.

Would you have been loud
If given the chance, be known
By many all around.
But noise itself can lead to people
Ignoring that sound, just a
Nuisance in the back ground.

You wanted to be heard
But were too loud, so much
That you cancelled out the
Fact you wanted others to
Know you were even around.

A balance of nosie and silence
Must be made through life,
The right place and time
To make that sound, but
Also to be quiet as those
Around we see. That all
Are respected, those that
Surround you through life.

We are all many noises through
Life, what will you be remembered
For, that marks that part of your
life.