Can you hear the scream that the silence is holding
Under the voices of others, I'm molding
I became the person who they want
Same as them
It's a shame
Between the process, I lost myself
They want me to be unique but I'm different
Under the perfect smile, the regret I felt
My lips are always curved, showing the word 'smile'
Can this be mute, pause or stop for a while
Im searching myself under the wounds
Or the book i was reading
The world is cruel, there is an increase in this breeding
YOU ARE READING
To be heard
PoetryJust some words from who is trying to say a lot while being silenced by the standards of society and this fake world. it's just my kind of different find of poem
