Unheard
Confusing empty world;
Filled with blaring noise;
All voices combine to a deafening roar;
I tried to speak out;
But my voice was lost;
I yell and scream and cry;
Until my throat rebels and raptures;
But I am still left unheard;
I just wanted you to know;
Just wanted someone to know;
I just wanted someone to know;
That I may not be heard;
But I still have a voice.
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Aglaophonos
You don't know me. Even if you had met me you probably won't remember. And that's exactly as i planned it. I am unknown, yet my voice shall be heard. I am no one and everyone, I am the voice hidden within. I am the unheard stories left behind. Fear or respect i do not ask for either from anyone. All i ask is that you read my poetry and let my voice be heard.
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