The silent rustling of leaves.... ‎A child's cry from a distance..... ‎The sound of wind swooping up dust.... ‎The sound from moving vehicles.... ‎A road side performer singing...... ‎The sound of pedestrians footsteps..... ‎My own voice too....., my inner voice.... ‎Someone in front of me is speaking to me too..., but I can't hear them..... ‎I hear everything at once and nothing at the same time..... ‎ ‎It's like a carnival up here... ‎Not the exciting, fun, part... ‎But the noisy, overwhelming part.... ‎The pain, noise, sadness, loss, behind the laughter and fun. ‎Carnivals aren't always fun. ‎ ‎Up here, it's like a mental carnival ‎@Amychukswrites ‎