Are you quiet? Is life hard for you?
Lend me your mouth and my ear is yours.
Is it difficult to speak? You built brick walls high.
You feel caged by a world of pressure and expectation.
I will hand you my embrace and my arms will tear them down.
Do you take those things seriously? Do you not understand the world?
There is one word that keeps the goodness of our shallow world above water.
Can you guess what it is? Raise your hand to your beating drum and you will feel it.