Drown All the Noise
A poem

My mind tells me I should worry about all the things that will go wrong. Everything just seems so blurry, maybe I’m not that strong.
"Are you okay?", you ask what answer do you expect? My face is under the mask of a smiley face.
I want to drown all the noise going through my veins, I can’t hear my own voice, It’s more than the sound of a million trains and what remains is a broken tomorrow again.
