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Apr 2020
I used to speak and sing more often
Until some more people came so my voice was forced to soften
I would tell funny stories and I knew I was a riot
Until someone came up and yelled at me to be quiet!

The sun can't come out to shine without the moon
And every stories character needs a boon
So that everything can be fair
I suppose I can't always win
But I can at least show my grin
But instead all I got was a glare

I know I'm funny so why am I being put down
Especially when it takes less muscles to frown
I wanted to speak my mind and let myself be heard
But I knew all my words would be blurred

An actor can't come out on stage without a crowd
And it wouldn't be a cool fall day without at least one cloud
It wouldn't be me without a smile
And it wouldn't be a child's room without a pile

So in this time of fear and dread you can at least try to smile
Even if you get bad looks you know it won't be vile
So get yourself out there on a zoom meeting or something
And maybe read something that's not crushing

A writer can't write about something that carries no weight
And a fish isn't likely to bite without bait
So before I drop my pen to go pet my cat
Why don't you reach out to a friend to chat!
OJ
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OJ  16/Bigender/Chicago
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