To: the silent boy,

I see you.

Sitting quiet and alone.

Your muted posture shades you from a world you just don't know.

I could be angry at you.
I could ignore your very being,
But that makes me a pure example of the numbness you must be feeling.

It's not fair, I know.
It's not fair you feel that way.
I wish I noticed sooner.
I wish I let you say.

See, a son is not brought up to be a perfect little daughter.
A son is expected to wear a shield with a solid coat of armor.

You were told to stand up tall and live the life you were given.
You were forced to walk in the shoes of a man who already had to live in.

Listen.

Fairness is not always practiced.
Equality is a dream.
Understanding is misunderstood
But absence is not the key.

If you wish to change their minds and prove you have a voice.
Take off those shoes your wearing and prove you have a choice.

There are people in this world who are willing to hear you speak.
They are open to your ideas.
They are people just like me.

I see you,

Sitting quiet and alone.

But if you take away their lives,
Your feelings will go unknown.

Your power can make a difference.
Your power can be heard.
Your power to open their eyes can help them not only see but learn.

Your choice is only yours.
No one can take that away.
Your voice is even louder but only if they stay.

Use your voice to reason.
Use your choice for good.
And if you use your power,
You WILL be understood.

When they understand you
They will see your not alone
They will see that there are others and they will prove to you, I know.

Their eyes will finally open.
Their minds will then deploy
A solution of acceptance

To: the silent boy.