to Hear the Voices of the Lonely

If I could change one thing,

Just one little thing in the world,

I would tell the lonely the speak up

and shout out what they have to say.

We quiet ones aren't deserving to be outspoken,

it is just within our nature to blend in the background.

Sometimes we have good ideas,

but who knows? Too shy to try.

Perhaps, in one room in the world,

in one bedroom of one maiden who is frighten to use her tongue,

could be the answers to all of our problems,

too bad no one has a clue.

To those who talk constantly,

that's no small feat. Congrates on your confindence.

Now would it be too much to ask, to help us say what we feel inside?

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