They walk by,
and sound doesn't follow.
They observe,
gaze seeming hollow.
Watching others with
silent thoughts.
They sit together,
words seem rotten.
No one pays attention.
They are forgotten.
So meek.
No one knows what they think.
So calm.
They are like a ticking time bomb.
So mysterious.
They can be deleterious.
So shy.
They could kill a guy.
Don't mess with a silent one,
or you are done.
