SILENT SCREAM

Man with the gun,
don't you hear my shriek?
I yell and I scream.
An exit I seek.

I wish I was dead,
away from it all.
I wish I could stand,
free and tall.

I kick and yell,
nowhere to run.
You tell me,
my life is done.

I'm afraid for my life,
I want to live.
If you could find that part of your heart,
it's called 'give'.

I can tell you don't care,
not one bit.
So pull the trigger.
Fire and hit.