Loud Mouths Of The Boulevard

In her home, the loudness of the voices surrounds

The toxicity of the DNA matches are having another round 

It doesn't involve her, but it pierces her ears just the same 

No sound-proof walls in this house, which is her day end domain

Telling them to simmer down is useless, as she's learned before 

Their desire to yell even louder, simply increases even more 

Finally, her mood turns to wanting to go outside 

She wonders if nature has those with quiet lives

She seemingly sneaks out, as they're unaware of her escape 

Their verbal drama,her depressed ears can no longer take 

But once outdoors, the boulevard has the same mouths 

Voices mimicking those that were within, and she wonders how

Total strangers have drama times among each other as well 

Even in the outdoors, people have a loud story to tell