if I had liquid thought I would drown in the pool in the mind even if I had a pail it would be too much to bail it's like living inside a well "I yell" but like tree's in a forest makes no sound when no one's around when I fall down to run and get help or if it is they go and forget to come back and I'll be here until earth gives way to all the pressure and I am pulled up by resourcefulness holding a rope of hope dropped down to me finally deep "I been heard"