You might think I am silent.
But inside I've traveled
the whole world and back.

I've conversed with you
more than you know.
Finally what comes out
would be a 'Hi'.

My mind contradicts my heart
and my heart my mind.
I fail to get a word out
with all this commotion in.

I try to make sense
  of this mess
you dare call life.

We speak in exaggerated voices,
Of all our various exploits
but beneath it all,I hear
A thousand unshared words.

We are too complex
to be build,
by anything less
than an artist.

You forgot to take
The memories,
The feelings,
The emotions.

Take them too.