If I were a color,
It would be dark grey
As cloudly as a foggy evening .
If I were a taste
It would be just like the taste of bland bread.
If I were a feeling
It would be as lonely as a lost soul.
If I were a smell
It would be odorless as a evaporating gas.
If I were a sound,
It would be quiet as a mourning me..

-Taekwoon

No one understood, no one cared, no one heard him speak.

He seemed depressed,lonely,mental and too quiet for anyone's liking.

He spoke and one listened.

His voice got louder, a few more noticed.

His voice had power and the whole world started to pay attention.

Yet why did he still feel empty?