Out here I lay breathless, not a word in the wind, my mind remains reckless, My soul needs an end. .·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.· «*».·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.· I can speak, my mind so desperately wanted to scream. Being deaf is not a disadvantage, it's rather trying to portray the noises in which environment one is in. It doesn't bother me that I am deaf, but I am rather petrified that I can't hear or remember the sound of my voice.