Silence is a cage. These words are my keys.

Silence is a cage. These words are my wings.

I paint the darkness and the silence, You see them as stars and poetry.

When your eyes meet mine my silence breaks into poems.

You are alone,So alone,You speak back to silence.People call it loneliness,You call it solitude,Different words,Meaning the same pain.

As long as there is sound, voices will remain silent.

My silence is my self-defence.