The Stolen Voice (Final Cut)

THE STOLEN VOICE

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 observations. Just chill, don't speculate.