I go out late at night and I speak.
I speak to no one and everyone all at the same time.. I speak to those who will listen and i speak to those who will not.
I speak to the inner me buried deep inside..
I speak to the you..the you that you desperately try to hide.
I listen as the world speaks back.
Yells from angry parents,the whistle from the wind.. kids laughing and screaming. to you it's one thing to me it's another.
the sun goes down and up comes his brother.
I go out late at night and I breathe..
I breathe in the smells of the earth.. dead leave and trees the honey left over from overbearing bees The smell of winter turning into spring.
I start to hear the sound of excited birds sing..I go out late at night and I speak...I speak to those who will listen... and I speak to those who will not.