Unspoken Wisdom
Poetry is my voice.
My unspoken words.
Without it I would not be of notice.
No one hears me because I am quiet.
My words are useless until they are written down on paper.
Have you ever cried over something little?
Afterwards i noticed i have been crying for all the wrong reasons.
People count backwards from 10 to relieve theirselves from anger,
I pick up a pen.
My unspoken wisdom.
Never would have actually had the strength to speak up but once i did i was uplifted. Poetry is my voice.
Without it there would be no understanding of me.
Poetry is the unspoken wisdom of me.
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