Calmo

[Matilda]
Sometimes I think, I ponder
If the green I see in my head
It's the same as the green that's in your mind
Whether it is the same tone or it depends
Will it be the same tone?

What 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

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 to me written

And when they scream, and how they scream
In my head, the noise is hellish
If I could just shut my parents up for a little while
And the sound of the TV left me alone

I'm sorry if I don't make myself understood
But the sound turns to anger and starts to burn
Normally, the burning sensation fades away
But it's too strong

Every scream echoing
My chest, tight
My eyes, burning
I take a breath and then everything goes

Calm
Silence that is not silence
A still that is calm
Like the sound of a page turning
Or a break when going for a walk

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

And the people around
Moving mouths
But your words
They won't reach me

Everything is calm
In the heart
Because I crossed
The eye of the hurricane