I can't swallow the words that linger in my mouth,
That wait to be heard,
Amongst the scream of others,
Patiently waiting to be heard,
By those with loud voices,
By those who aren't afraid,
Aren't afraid of the world's judgmental comments,
That I wish to be,
That I dream to be,
That is the voice in the chambers of my heart,
That voice that wants to be heard,
That wants to reach the hearts of those in need,
This unknown feeling builds up inside of me,
A feeling I've never quite understood,
A feeling that speaks a thousands words but hides the most tears,
My eyes speak for the tears I've trapped behind those walls,
That tough exterior that kept me put,
But created an ocean of tears in my heart,
The pit, the foundation of my feelings,
Those eyes that lost that twinkle,
That lost hope in a world that was grey,
A world that I didn't fit into,
A whirlpool swirls in the missing place on my heart,
And there I wonder,
When all will be quiet and listen to my silent cries for help.