My voice has forever been unheard

unheard by the ones I live with,see,hear or think of everyday

Yet my words are silent, to quiet where no sound itelf can be heard

So I write, write till I cant write no more

I feel the words that I type

Let me speak when I write, since it is the only thing that lets me know that I am alive

If you take away my pencil, than whats next my pen

I'll write with my blood if I have to

My poems are my way to speak and I will not let you silence me

If you silence me than you silence my will to live

no words mean no rights, how will I be able to express my feelings

If you take away my poetry than go ahead and take my life

since both things that I cherish so much mean so little to you