You never paid attention to her, not even if it was critical
The society would see her, but she would still feel invisible
You'd hear her name, and intimation owls go, "who?"
Not known, not shown... she's a nobody to you
She feared to speak, because who would listen?
If only they would look they would see that she's gifted
The glisten in her eyes, like the shiniest diamond in the rough
Only if someone would give her a chance, just to speak her thoughts
She could have the cure for cancer, medicine for AIDS
But who would know, the so called, "nobodies" these days.
Not worthy of a glance, not worthy of a "hey"
These are the people that could help save
The world, man kind, and our future generation
But all yall care about is trends in this nation
If it's not about sneakers, girls, rap, and gold chains
Your words aren't needed in this world of fame
World of fame or world of shame
It doesn't matter because these nobodies will never be heard again
In this world I don't need to be heard
Actions, will always speak louder than words
Why would I ever want to be so liberal when I rather be
- Alesia Watkins c/o 2017