Howl in my Voice [✓ Completed ✓]

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I can feel the croak in my throat, when I talk

there's this itching that I can't swallow

there's this want and need

the 'hey, what about me?'

the 'why won't you let me talk,

why won't you let me explain'

there are words inside of me

a voice, a choice, yet no noise

a void, a 'no' that I can't let go.

I have trouble trying

to speak the words

I've always wanted to say.

The situations running

in and out

of my head

like 'damn,

why didn't I say that instead of what I did?'

and then there's those situations that I end up in

and don't end up saying what I planned

because people always drown me out

to the point there's no more room for discussion

and they don't let me speak my voice

like my opinion doesn't matter,

like I'm worth nothing,

like what I think isn't meaningful or won't have a point.

I mean, why should they get their word

and I can't have mine?

It's called a fucked up world

or for lack of a better name, 

reality.