We all want to be heard. When we speak. When we don't. We have so much to say. But, nobody wants to listen. We're all in this madness. Where everybody is calling out. Everybody is speaking. But we can't hear anyone. Anything. Maybe we don't want to. We want to scream. Yell. We want to punch people at their faces. But we don't want to listen. But we want to be listened to. Maybe sometimes, if we close our minds to our own words. And open our hearts to listen to others. Maybe then we'll be able to see a little more of what we have always wanted to. Maybe then, this madness, will finally make sense. Maybe then, this madness, will not seem so draining. So wrenching. Maybe. Someday we'll find the words we've been looking for in them. In this mayhem. Maybe. In the chaos that surrounds us. Someday maybe, we'll find our peace.