Step into my world of the unknown
Where assumptions of your absence
Never swirls past your neck in your presence
Step into my world of the unknown
Where ideas are shut in a box branded as useless
where your best is ignored and yet assumed to be the worst
Your loud sounding voice is regarded as heardless
Your words heard as voiceless
Your sorrow and pains lost in far unreachable lands
Step into my world of the unknown
Where your existence in the present is locked away in the world of the forgotten
Many eyes will follow
But you’ll seem invisible
“Is there anyone by name Brown?”
“No, there is none of such around”
Your interest pinned on the wall of boredom inexplicable
They pretend to see doom
Even when you’re in the mood
Valueless is your help
Though they’re in deep hell
Step into my world of the unknown
where you’ll always view and never be viewed
Where you’ll always listen and never be listened to
You’ll always think and never be thought of
You’ll always hear and never be heard
You’ll be in need and none will pay heed
The day you’ll be needed is the day of no-other-option
Step into my world of the unknown
And you’ll find the world, though busy, as a totally silent zone.