All my life I've been silent, Never let out a peep

Even when tumbling down hills, rough and steep

Before I cry out in pain, I hear my mother's voice

Hush! Be quiet. Don't complain

When I go to church

I sit in the front, All tightly perched

The bishop preaches "The meek shall inherit the earth"

But how am I suppose to know my value and worth?

Demons in the shadows, Treat me like trash and cause me to stagger

Their words wound me like bullets and dagger

I stayed quiet through all the pain

Hoping there might be a end reward or something to gain

I tried to speak so I won't regret

But instead kept quiet, And tried to forget

Learn from my example, Don't stay broken

Never listen to the whisper saying

Silence is golden......