don't tell me to not care
it's never that easy

don't tell me it wil pass
it's never that quick

just please help me
i'm begging you please

i need some advice
but please not this

tell me what to do
tell me what to say

i can't walk down there
and just ignore them

i can hear them. they're there
i can feel them. they're there

just... please help me
they won't ever die down

just tell me what to do
but please not that

If mouths can actually talk
Then eyes would rather see
The ears would start to hear
What wonders mold to be

If that world then exist
My skin would trigger touch
My nose would then smell
The beauty, such and such

But when I refuse to live this way
Start an enclosed  journey
Let my mind hear what it feels
Have my heart say what to see

I would start to feel the world
Growning upon my palm
Then wash away the fears
When my senses would be calm

A child's memory
is never about play
not hangout with peers
nor running all day

It's made from the words
that his parents had said
it lingers through mornings
and stays until bed

Never be fooled
by a word of sentiment
Its coating can never
reflect its intent

For whether or not
you know of its content
It's trickery stands
beneath its compliment