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......