Noise

There it is no matter where.
Someone yelling, to scream is much.
The world runs as such,
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is even in silence.
Soft in speak, but there even more,
It's a quiet roar.
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is in the thoughts.
Stirs the mind, by condescending eyes;
Planting thought and forming lies.
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is consistently sounding.
Creating noise moving forever,
Longing for an end, it'll never.
Movement sparks the noise.