Born to an air of apathy   Indifference shapes a fragile mind.   Questions formed at an early age   beg answers unasked      Silent cries      Behind curious eyes resides   a child who cannot speak.      Silent cries      Years find a mind alone whose   questions flow too deep for words.   Covered in a shroud of silence   watching the world go by      Silent cries      Behind outcast eyes, hides   a child who cannot speak.      Silent cries      Time blindly races on   toward the autumn years   Seasons unheeded pass   while we all drown in tears.      Questions unanswered remain   alone they mourn a fragile mind      Silent cries      Behind lifeless eyes, lies   a child who cannot speak.      Silent cries   Silent cries