Voices

Voices.
Stabs deeply to ones with a big heart.

Voices.

Vicious names just tearing them apart.

Voices.
the steaming words spoken from behind.
Voices.

the mask with two faces which intertwined.

Voices.

the deadly vocals from God's given lips.

Voices.
The small, insignificant life just rips.

But you
What do you do?

They laugh
I freeze
They attack
I weeze
They push
I squeeze
They trip
Bruised knees
They comment
No Ease
They gang up
I'm teased.

And what do you do?

You stand and stare with contempt eyes

Staring at my own demise

they ridicule and mock

And you dont even talk

Nothing worded, not a phrased 

my little soul was amazed

What do you do?
Nothing.

Change something, please.