Her Words Unspoken I never speak my mind because they don't care Why should they care A child , no adult , just a small unimportant child Words of a spokesmen mind like a genius , they'll never know because they can't listen Nobody ever listens , not even friends half the time , I'd like to know . Would you listen at all? I could explain half my feelings and pain , but would you listen to a small child A child that would soon be gone , gone outta sight , and gone outta mind ? This could be it for that small simple child , this could be the end . So why won't you listen to the words in her mind . The unspoken words that are floating inside . One day you'll realize in everything , that those words once were hers but no you wouldn't listen .
