a voice
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Lurking in the shadows always listening to others.
Having no voice nor opinion growing up.
She is perfect, simply beautiful; voices echo throughout the room.
Take her home; she’s a gift, give her love she will bloom.
To be heard, or is that vulnerability?
To be strong, or is that defiance?
Conform, or stand alone?
I dream to have the courage to be heard
To shout that the pigment in their skin is not a
What do you see yourself in five years?
That’s the question I fear,
I begin to think and think
About so many things
About college, about life
Silence by: Natavious Lewis
Constantly spiraling in a whirlpool of words
My breath encapsulated by the art of combining pencil and paper
Day by day it is constantly used
Without it, I can’t communicate
Why do you think I love to debate?
It can leave you, me, and anyone else amused
It’s a special gift that I guarantee will never be abused
A voice is not a voice
Without reason to speak
A voice with reason
Is meant to be heard
Without it, it's a murmur
Something everyone does
I have a voice inside my soul
SILENCE
No one make a sound as I closed my mind and invasion a new place of peace
