To Hear What Other's Can Not

There are just some things that I hear, that some people cannot... [not literal]

I once walked among these people

Who's minds are slow and bleak



Now I watch from my bared windowsill

Every now and then taking peek



I want to scream and yell and even chuckle

Of what these people will never know



That people like me

We...we should run the show



With our grind up minds, sharper than any metal

And the power to be able to hear beyond



We can all bond

But I crumple to the floor, followed by a yawn



I guess they'll never learn a thing

The life that I live is worthy for a king



My room is conquered by pillows

On the cieling and on the floor



Blocked away from my servants

With an invisible wall, they serve me well, with food and more



And my powers are better then any regular animal breed

My senses are cool and quick



The earth and heavens bow to me

And tell me things in a lick



They once told me that the people need to bleed

I agreed



So I always think of a plot

But since my freedom is chained

I look out the window

And listen to the things that I hear and other people cannot