Noises surround me like the streets of New York,

But I can't hear a thing

My Ears are dead, but my eyes are awake

Their lips move with no sound leaving

I'm alone--solo

Porque yo no entiendo


I want to go back

where I can actually hear what people are saying

I want to laugh with them

Talk with them

I can hear their voices rise like a cresiendo

En mi paiz, yo comprendo


"Hola" a sound I heard from his lips

I can understand

What benefit is comprehending one sound?

I need to try

to produce a sound I do not know

"Um, Hello?" 


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