What does it feel like you can't utter just a single word?
How does it feel like you can't express it through words?
Am I born to be in this way?
Or
Am I born because I'm unlucky enough to live a better life?

You are very blessed to speak out your heart what you want to
You are very blessed you can express what you feel
And you are very blessed that someone's hearing you r precious voice

I looked at the world full of people
Like an aquarium full of pebble
Hoping to hear their loud voices
And even their deafening angry noises.

I asked...
Why is God unfair?
Why didn't He created me like others
Why is God unfair?
That He didn't give me voice to utter
Is this really what He wants me to be?
To be mocked by everyone?
To be ignored when you need someone?
It's so hard.

I stare at them
And they looked at me
They're all smiling
Like a bright star shining
I wanna own them
Like a precious gem
Then someone asked
And I want to answer back
But I'm afraid
That they might hear my words fade
I'm afraid
That they might just hear noise
Not words
But just works.

I responded
I swallowed
I tried my best to speak
But hum is all I ever give
I tried my best to talk
But all I received was a mock
This is it.
Like I was hit
This what scares me
Like someone's dragging me.

I walked out
In a room full of bad mouth
Criticism started to spread out
Judgments like I'm in a trial court
I wanna say something
I wanna scream
But all I can do is crying
Is this a dream?
'Coz I can't wake
Like I was drowning in the deepest lake
My heart's clenching
Like a furious fist punching
Is this really where I belong to be?
In the world full of an enemy?
Is this where I really have to be?
In a place full of greedy?

I cried.
"Coz I'm tired
I want to die
Because the world seems a lie.
I can't even speak my heart out
So what's the point of my existence?
If I can't even express my feelings out?
I want t make friends
But all I ever received is an examen
Can't they just accept me?
Like I'm no different?
Without worries
Without problems.

But I think this is really the way I am
Thinking that I am one of them
Accepting for what I am
That I am just an emblem
To get the precious gem
Thanking God because I'm here
Even though I can't hear
Waves of laughter that I want to cherish
But all I see is perish
I know that I am precious
Like a diamond's luminous
Produces very bright color
That I wish I can be too.

Yes, I can't fly like a dove
But my heart is full of love
That all I can give to everyone
That refused to give to someone

I may not hear
But I will always be here
I may not speak
But your words are in my heart stick
Even the world is full of disagreements
But I know I'm a gift of encouragement.