My voice doesn't ring out

Mics don't pick up the sounds that my mouth makes

As it tries to make any noise among the 

Cling and clatter of human existence.

Words flow through my fingertips

While my lips trip over sounds that imitate words.

No one hears me anyway, 

But at least I have something on paper

Out there for others to find

So that they can realize they arn't the only ones

Drowning in the vibrations.