We need to... (reallly bad title I know)

There are those who wish never to breach
the walls of their own speech
who sit in silence
holding back violence
building up what is already to much what will soon come out in a rush
The people that no one knows
the people who will never show
who sit in fear
of everything far and near
Who hold everything that to them is dear
so close it starts to disappear.

They've lost so much
their lives are so tough
they're ready to crack
ready for one more swing of the batt, but so much can put space between us
and this bunch
or save the rest from this slunch
We must express ourselves and even make pals
for being alone
can have an effect like being pummeled by stones.