The Noise of Silence

Alone; with the noise of silence
I sit in stone; nothing to comply with,
the more I resist, the harder it is to fight it
I'm not sure if I can continue to confine it
 
I cant stand it,
bend it,
break this
or defend it...
why is this happening?
its so hard to comperhend it
questions with no answers
please; help me understand it
I demand it
oh father,
please; I just want end it
 
But Shes changed that...
 
she has a this mind;
of heart
and art combined,
and this perfect stare,
of honey brown eyes...
its hard to hold back
but; damnit I cant lie
shes all I think about
everyday; everynight;
and on top of that
she awakins the poet inside;
shes seems like my dream
and I don't understand why
I just hope im not wrong
because it seems so right,
and theres nothing worse
than saying goodbye;
untill I understand,
i'll just keep it inside
why rush things anyway?
when theres always time...