The Critics' Hostilities

They took away my voice. They took away my choice, To express myself through speech. People love to suck your spirit from you like a leech. I write so I can be seen since I cannot be heard. But I wonder will people really see my words? People can be so oblivious nowadays, Stuck in their own self-centered ways. I write so that I can be free, From society’s laws that have been placed upon me. I will choose who sees what I write, And I really don’t care if you don’t think I’m right. I’m just expressing myself to the best of my abilities, And turning away from the critics' hostilities.