I don't think
that I have a voice
I mean,
I have one, I'm not mute.
But, everyone keeps ignoring me
and brush off my words,
it kind of makes me wonder,
If i even have a voice.
Sometimes I just need someone to hear me out,
At least respond to my hellos
And maybe then
I'd know that I'm not actually mute

Hold on, as I seldom plead to others,
Except, my parents for edible sweets,
And for some other similar things,
Rarely do I plead to others when I'm in need.

Most of the times it is for a childish demand,
Yes I frankly insist as I am so innocent eyed.

Proud of my choice I was and still am,
Lest I perish in my self-brought loneliness,
Earning only four shoulders unknown,
A* defeated man I might perish alone.

Kinfolk of mine as of now are few,
Rings seldom this lifeless telephone,
Ivies of poison hang in front of my house,
Persons of importance have gotten so ancient,
In this lonely lonesome life I still wait for you,
Jarred ajar is this door of my heart,
I**n my life ever since you left me alone.

My mind and heart don't like each other.
They don't agree, in fact, they rarely do.
There is one thing, however, that both do contest.
And that, my dear, is my love for you.

i remember
being pure and free
but it all stopped eventually
and slowly
,
society
reality
parents
teachers
peers
and more things begin to pressure me
,
but i guess
i should be thankful
for these things have
greatly changed me,
to the beautiful diamond i've
come to be.

Can we?
Can we still hear?
Asking the Question,
Can Everybody Still Hear?
We can!

Do we?
Do we still care?
Knowing the Answer,
Does Anybody Still Care?
We do!

May we?
May we still go?
Daring the Odds,
May Somebody Still Show?
He May!

Shall we?
Shall we still dance?
Taking the Chance,
Shall the Children Still Dance?
They shall!

Will we?
Will we still have time
Robbing the Hall Clock,
Will the Fiery Hell's Bells Still Chime?
They Will!