Words
Location
No one sees and no one can find
What I hide beneath this facade of mine
Constantly wanting for what cannot be
Constantly wishing for a better school,
A better life,
And better friends
Brimming with uncertainty,
And yet so sure of her future
Constantly wishing to be more outspoken,
To speak out when uncomfortable,
To scream out when frustrated,
And stand up when hurt
If spoken though,
If the words that were undeclared were said,
And the opinion was voiced
Would there be any friends left?
Would there be shunning?
Or would they all just turn their backs on the obvious,
Refusing to see what they don’t want to
Or would they ignore the words that would poor from a mouth in a fit of desperation,
Hoping for someone to hear and actually listen.
But the words have yet to actually be spoken
And no one has yet had deal with outcomes of my wrath
The likelihood of that ever happening is slime,
And it seems like forever a brewing anger will simmer underneath this skin of mine
l then will always wonder…
Will there ever be any justice for a girl who is too afraid to say what she needs?