This world has become so shallow
with its trends and its words and its worthless labels
treading on anything that isn't perfect
telling those who try to speak that they are not worth it
they silence anyone who speaks
only permitting what their standards meet
and those who don't have a price to pay
but i am waiting here, with something to say
Why do you refuse to know me
why do you judge without trying to see
you look at the surface without breaking the shell
and never will notice that theres something else
so listen to the words i say
not tomorrow, i mean today
i ask you please, just listen to me
cause the words i say ring true
people out there, they wear masks and wigs
to hide the person who’s living within
because they want to be accepted
by the ones who are willing to beat their heads in
they stay quiet when its not their job
and let others suffer to the mob
just so that they won't be left out in the cold
but i wont break silence ill shatter the mold
so please, please, tell them they're wrong
be your own person, yes you are strong
the lies you've been fed are just empty air
break free from the crowd, cause theres nothing there.
if theres something you should say
speak up, shout, the silence will betray
all those who needed someone on their side
when they wanted to curl up and die
looking back on your past, the world blurred and dim
will you be the one of whom someone needed
to stand up for them, when they were weak
did you take the risk and embrace the label of a freak
its hard at first, to speak your mind
but it doesn't get worse once you step out of line
the chance is now, shout out and scream
that you're your your own person, and blow off some steam
no one can tell you what to think
no one can kill your broken dreams
tell them that they're wrong tonight
speak up and and shut their mouths up tight
silence is the shelter of the damned
you're not that far gone, stretch out your hand
someone will save you if you let out a cry
so what can it hurt to just give it a try
this world may be shallow but standing knee deep
are the ones who have stood and not drowned in the stream
they spoke up and listened and encouraged the weak
to quit trying to swim and get up on your feet
YOU ARE READING
In My Head
PoésieA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
