Why bother writing?
No one would read it,
Why bother telling?
No one would listen,
But let's say that I'm wrong,
Let's say there are those who would,
Would they understand?

1 heart,
with countless beats,
1 mind,
with countless thoughts,
and a mouth that used to sing lyrics,
in sync with the music of compromise,
silenced by billions of people with a pair of ears each,
that doesn't work at all.