We scream, we shout! Lost and confused waiting for the next walking man to save us to.

Giving our all to the next man to feel our hurt and pain. Confused and Lost we in search, we are constantly in need,,,

where do we go, who do we go and see. We are constantly asking, constantly seeking for anything that FEEL good. What can I attach to me to bring me a relief.

We walk lost

Sometimes loud Sometimes silent but the weight on our shoulders tend to remain the same

Searching for the relief

Through the screams and shouts we search, lost and scared

Constantly asking what’s in me while giving are all to the next ‘thing’

We scream, We Shout