Poetry of sorts

Silent Voices

Their voices are silent,
barely a whisper.

The world is corrupted,
in many ways we view.
We're always interrupted
whenever we say something true.

You're just one person,
your voice is quiet.
As the world worsens,
the people riot.

You alone have many views,
you view the world in many ways.
We may all lose,
if the world doesn't end its phase.

But what if we weren't silent?

We don't have to be violent,
to show our want for change.
Be the voice of change,
regardless if they look at you strange!

Let them look at us!
Let them look at us scream!
We'll be proud,
as we scream for a wanted dream!