In the world where everyone is talking "

In a world where everyone is talking and no one is listening,I find my voice lost in the noise,but my heart still whispers.

My soul craves for solace in the speaking of men,But line by line, I become even more confused.

In the multitude of counsel, there was supposed to be safety,

But counsel is gradually turning into confusion.Perhaps the silence would be a balm to my soul,

A respite from the noise that makes me lose control.In the stillness, I'd find my own voice,and the truth that resonates, a heartfelt choice.

From the heart echoes dreadful voices speaking against that Which was known

Trying to put an end to the greatness I desire.I tried to sleep but these voice echoes so loud.

Where is peace, I asked?

The world is already so hot for us and we tend to run from the world

But can we run from the voice and whispers from our hearts?

The echoes haunt, a relentless refrain,A chorus of doubt, a whisper of pain.

Where is peace? The question echoes too,

As the heart's whispers drown out the truth anew.

In the darkness, the voices scream,A feeling that pierces the dream.Can we find solace in the stillness within?

Or will the echoes forever spin?