the last time is the first time
but the first time is not the last time
i called again
for help
for strength
but received none
because my call
sounds like a single drop of water
hitting a swinging fan
that screams like
swinging axe blades
i am voiceless in a world of noiseness
so i must scream and holler
but still no one would hear a single thing
because if it was my idea
it becomes their own
and i am left behind