Silent Echo's

Towering trees

Reach for the starry sky

Try to grasp the moon

They just can't

Beneath them I embrace them

I speak to the world

But it won't hear me

It can't see what I see

Does it feel as I do

Would it like to

It is as I

Alone

With noone to express to

Noone to show or tell

Why can't I express

What I feel openly

Would they ridicule me

Laugh or just not hear

The trees are the only ones

I can express myself to them

I write on paper made from them

Does this hurt them

Will this ever pass

Can I express myself

To someone real adn understanding

Someone who appreciates what I say

Someone to listen to

Talk to me.