I want to be heard

I write because no one listens.

The very day when young tears slid down my little saddened face..

was the day of sudden realization.

Anyone and everyone who saw through me,

thoroughly,

through that very window..

saw pencils and papers flying.

I write because I express myself.

The very joy I get lights up the inner me and it seems as if I explode..

into happiness that is way beyond this entire universe.

Anyone and everyone who knows me,

thoroughly,

through the souls of my mysterious eyes..

knows how passionate I am about writing.

I write because I am free.

There are no limits and no one can stop me..

I write because no one listens,

and I want to be heard.