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