There's a mystery in my voice
Theres a story to be spoken
No noise - Just an echo
Repeat, Reply, Rewind
Intersecting screams
Contradicting beams of sound
Nothing to be heard
I see the movements in your lips
Following your expressions for tips
Still nothing - Silence
Stuck in mud
Pulled down by violence
Miles apart in views
Im stuck looking for clues
For hours in the mirror
Arguments not with someone
But something
Myself