Can you hear it?

The sound of them crying

They want to be heard

We all want to be heard

But the shadows come

They cover us until we cannot be seen

The things we keep secret

The things we want to scream

Are buried with us

We want to break free

We want to scream

Hear us please?

But we are afraid

Of the judgement

The stares the looks

It is to much

So we stay in the shadows 



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