They were taught to scream
In hopes that someone would hear them.
*
She walks the tightrope
Miles above the faces that jeer
Stuck in an endless dance
To save her from the words that sear.
*
She loses her footing and plummets,
The monstrous men lured on by her cries,
And her dance does nothing more to protect her
As she watches when her innocence dies.
*
They were taught to scream
For help before they break beyond repair.
*
He painted a smile on his face
To hide the pain he felt inside.
The false jester jeered when the girl fell
And he stood back to curse his pride.
*
He painted his wrists red
And shouted to the world the things he lied.
His proud mask covered nothing
As he felt it when his confidence died.
*
They were taught to scream
Even knowing no one would come.
*
She twisted and turned herself
To fit who they wanted her to be.
She only wanted to be accepted
So she forced her true self to flee.
*
She contorted herself too far
And lost herself. Sallow and shy
She could no longer hide herself
And wept when she heard her dreams die
*
They were taught to scream
With voices growing hoarse.
*
We are the contortionists and the clowns
And we walk the tightrope
Together in solidarity when everything goes wrong
And it is hard to even hold onto hope.
*
You watch them lose everything
And to them it seems as if you don't care,
You're just another jeering face
In a world that is hard to bear.
*
They were taught to scream
Even when the urge to fades fast.
*
Their wish to be accepted
By a world as blind as ours was their only crime
The dream that others could learn to see
From the eyes of someone different in time.
*
We are the freaks and the outcasts
And we have grown used to you ignoring our screams
But it never hurts to wish and hope
Because no one wants to face the end of their dreams.
*
We were taught to scream
But maybe its better to whisper
