the wild crush of humanity and its noise
beats against me and i am too weary
to thrust my individual voice into the fray
every striving voice stands alone
against the swelling crowd for all those solitary voices
will always band together against your own
because there is no sense in cacophony
nothing but noise in the wide world
there is nothing but noise in the world
so today i am silent
today i have nothing say
they have said it before and louder
they love they despise they prize they hate
they beat against me like a thousand echos
sometimes i realize why i am so afraid of humanity
it is because it reminds me of me
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