My voice

I can't remember the last time I wanted to speak aloud.

to talk and chat freely, instead of being scared....

I have tried to be,...what it it.......this normalisy ....you hear of everyday....

Is there really a normal?

i can't even begin to think of anyone or thing that hat can be concitered normal in this world.

I mean,...come on! if I raise my voice and shout against the wrongdoings of this world

I will be rejected!,

shot down.......by the people who wish to oppose me....

And what am I to do, is there only me to stand up for what's right?

if I let my voice be heard, would you listen?

Would you Tell me tales and old legends?

let me know the long forgotten past?

Or will you let me stay silent....keep my thoughts to myself, let me live a plain life

would you give me an exciting one?

let me speak, give me a chance!

i will tell you how to save the world if only you give me a chance and let me breath.

 

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upnorthdavid

Great piece! Keep writing!

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