Words

Tell me what to do Tell me what to say Shut my lips with glue Ignore me everyday Never able to act Always hiding Lying to hide the fact That I feel unsatisfying No voice to speak No words to peep Alone I'd cry Wanting to die But words written down Gave me a sound Gave me a voice Gave me a choice Expressing my feelings Was hard at first Slowly unsealing My hidden curse Writing Showed me the light Sighing No longer my fight Crying Made me take flight Dying To close in my sight Finding a way To speak my mind Saves me each day When people are unkind Emotions written down Became my story Gave me a sound To prevent it from becoming gory Why do I write? Someone may ask It keeps me sane A difficult task Working hard No longer barred No longer scared Not afraid to share To show that I care I defend myself too But When I'm down With a frown I write So... Should you