The one you don't know

I keep listening to voices in many times or sounds ....nothing wrong
I sit in my kindness....in thoughts thinking thanks
Why no one give a still as a chill to the end of I....
Do not invite me to your show never been...never expected existed never my love like a song did
And the words walk passing by in whispers and language I don't understand 
And every word is represented as the rights of the word saying you and I
Now what's next to this it's become my waiting 
Sit back and be gentle as a man
Called I