The voice around me is sinking
I can breath it deeply
Everyone shuts their mouth little by little 
but the voice in their heart becomes louder and louder
and even comming breaking through their throat to end them
Such a dead in the silent
Almost all of them don't talk to me 
It doesn't matter no one tells me what you are suffering
but you even seldom tell me your little thing
I know that I am not being hated
I can see your pain
how little you say, how much sadness you are showing
and I trust all you feeling right now is a real hurt
but I can't figure out why you have to be pain in this way
Everyone is suffering now, but there are so many different other ways to suffer
You don't have to keep on your way
Trust me, my friend.