The voice

I hear your voice,
in a deep hollow.
I hear your voice,
who was cried like a kid.
I cried,
I hope you can hear my voice,
in the broken heart.
The voice in the cube area,
drift and drift.
Please stop it!
Stop it!
Stop the fool grumble,
this world can't change for you.
So stop the meaningless accused!
Back to square one,
treats as anything not to occur.