Oh, the power of spoken vocabulary,
Like lyrics to a song,
And music to a score.
While music are pleasing,
Sometimes, what you say are unneeded.

Words are just noise.
Pollution to the air.
Shut your mouth, they said.
Unimportant, they feel.
Yet,
No one considered how I felt.

Burning desire to express,
But always afraid of reject.
Yes, fear only lives in your mind,
But if speeches had knifes,
I probably have a few in my heart.

Maybe I'm not important,
But at least let me speak.
Have a hear to what I say,
Then you can make your way.

Words are just noise.
Words are just noise.
Repeat with me,
Words are just noise.
*But only to some.