Calmo

[MATILDA]
Sometimes, I think, I ponder
If the green I see in my head
Is the same as the green in your mind
If it's the same shade or depends
Will it be the same shade?

And if when we travel at the speed of light
Holding a light
Would the light flee faster in the urgency of light?
What could even be
What I mean to say

I don't know, but maybe I should assume
If I'm not different from everyone here
My questions are so endless
Stories that already appear written to me

And when they scream, and how they scream
In my head, the noise is infernal
If I could just silence my parents a little
And the sound of the TV would leave me in peace

I'm sorry if I don't make myself understood
But the sound turns into anger and starts to burn
Normally, the burning will be left behind
But it's too strong

Every scream echoing
My chest, Tight
My eyes, burning
I take a breath and then everything becomes

Calm
Silence that is not silence
A stillness that is calm
Like the sound of a page turning
Or a pause while walking

Calm
Silence that is not silence
A calmer environment
Like the sound of lying with your head on the ground
And listening only to your heart

And the people around
Moving their mouths
But their words
Won't reach me

Everything is calm
In the heart
For I crossed
The eye of the Hurricane