Thursday, December 8, 2016

The Stolen Voice (Final Cut)

I believed it when you told me
        to shut up
That my words were worthless

I believed that without my voice 
      is just what your world needs

So I shut my mouth ever since
Even on the noisiest arguments 
     of the voices in my mind 
I shut my mouth still

I had lost my voice
Because I believed you
And I hope you're happy
             (without it)

Disclaimer: All poems may be or may not be from my own experience. Some are merely from observationsJust chill, don't speculate.

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