the one unheard

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how many times have i walked into my room after a day out with my head down thinking if i pleased them or not.

how many  times have i smiled or laughed just because everyone was doing it ..... in fact i find it really hard to remember the last time i smiled for myself or laughed because i was just plain happy. 

I have been breaking and it hurt , i have been hurting so bad but i always hide it when ever someone asked ether i change the subject or laugh it off and turn it into a joke just so i don't worry them .

but how long will i be able to hold on? ... how long will the shouting last? ... how far will there demandes go?.... how long will i be able to gather the scattered pieces? .... how long will i be able to withstand the expectations that are aimed at me?..

Don't I have a right to what i want?

Don't I have the right to chose what i become?

Do I even have what it takes to bring all that to the surface and let my voice be heard over all others?

i just want to be heard ... is that to much to ask for?

i'm may be good at alot of things ... but i'll be damned if i'm perfect like others think.

all I have is one demande and that is for the unheard to be heard!...

by: heaven-bird

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