When they ask me to speak my voice,
I just sleep in silence.
When they ask me to speak my voice,
I just cry in silence.
When they ask me to speak my voice,
I just shout in silence.
When they ask me to speak my voice,
I just lost in silence.
Why?
That's funny.
'Cause they already made me lost my voice,
and I still didn't know where they buried it alive.
8.14 pm
20.02.19 | These Blurry Nights.
