A world that screams

 He sits there as the other children clap and scream in glee.
His frown becomes apparent and even from meters away i can feel his tremors.

I want to comfort him and tell him it's okay as the other children start singing loudly.
He starts to panic and will now remove himself from the group.

I would like to protect him.
But I can't he's not my son.

I feel like I'm losing something as noone goes to comfort him
As he simmers in the state of his won reality.

I feel everything he's feeling. A world that just screams and never thinks.