Silenced evermore,
The mask I daily wear.
Keeping so very quiet,
Towards the ones I care.
I'm still the voice on the inside,
I'm still the voice crying out.
I'm still the voice that whispers,
I'm still the voice that will shout.
I keep a lowdown,
Shadowing my life.
Better not to fight,
Better not to strive.
I'm still the voice on the inside,
I'm still the voice that screams.
I'm still the voice that moans,
I'm still the voice who sings.
Still I just keep on,
Living my silent ways.
Hoping that all will change,
On some very hopeful day.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
