To hear or to not to hear,
is never a choice for anyone who is deaf.
We were given the ability to live our life to hear nothing,
not even the squeak of a mouse.
My hands are my voice to speak the words that I want you to hear.
I might not be able to know what you sound like,
but I am able to hear your voice with my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
~~~|My•Poems|~~~
Poetryhello awesome people, these are poems that I wrote. some deals with what I feel. and some have connection with things around me, of what I see. All Pictures are from everywhere, I just use them to connect with my poem. The poems are all me. Pl...
