I am the voice of those afraid to speak,
Those of us that society calls weak...
Those you ridicule everyday,
The ones who have nothing to say...
We have feelings too, okay??
I am the voice of those alone,
The ones abandoned and on their own...
The ones who hide their pain in their eyes,
Those who you never saw cry...
Those of us you just pass by...
I am the voice of us you forget,
The ones of us society regrets...
Though you see us you don't care,
Whether or not we are here...
And us, like shadows, slowly disappear...
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Tear Stained Cheeks And Bloodshot Eyes
PoesíaThe angel lost her grace, As mascara ran down her face. She forgot love, remembered hate. She no longer had her faith. With tear stained cheeks, Through bloodshot eyes, She saw only pain and suffering. Love, she couldn't conquer. As the blue sky fad...
