Calmo

[Matilda]
Sometimes I think, I wonder
If the green I see in my head
Is the same green that's in your mind
Is it the same shade or does it depend?
Will it be the same shade?

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

I don’t know, but maybe I should just admit
If I’m not different from everyone here
My questions are just infinite
Stories that already appear written to me

And when they scream, oh how they scream
In my head, the noise is hellish
If I could just quiet my parents a bit
And the sound of the TV would leave me in peace

I’m sorry if I’m not making sense
But the sound turns to anger and starts to burn
Usually, the burn fades away
But it’s too strong right now

Each scream echoing
My chest, tight
My eyes, burning
I take a breath and then everything becomes

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

Calm
Silence that isn’t silence
A more peaceful environment
Like the sound of lying down with your head on the ground
And just listening to your heart

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

Everything is calm
In my heart
For I’ve crossed
The eye of the hurricane