Why can't I scream,
Why can't I cry
Why can't I shout,
And slowly die
Why is the world such an unfair place,
Why do they judge based on religion and race
Why do the stereotypes follow you around,
In your own fears you are drowned
Why can't I fly away from this town,
Why can't I turn the world upside down
Why do I have to do things like everyone else,
When I do it my way they say I need help
Why can't I scream,
Why am I not flying
My wings are broken,
I'm slowly dying
An angel with her broken wings,
Is as good as a queen without a king
They said that opportunity is for one and for all,
But was Cinderella even allowed to go to that ball?
They said that freedom is a birth right,
But in order to grasp it I must fight
An angel with her broken wings,
She clutches her wound as the claw marks sting
Why can't I scream,
The words left unsaid
My wings are broken,
I'm already dead.
~Olivia
Thank you so much for reading Whisper of
Silence. ❤ I really hope you're liking the book so far and your lovely comments and votes mean the world to me!! All thanks to you all, WOS is ranked #3 in Poetry and I'm really hoping we can take it to #1 together!
Have a nice day :)
~Livvy
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PoetryTrapped. Surrounded on all sides by an overpowering barrier visible only to you. A barrier consisting of your thoughts, your dreams, your hopes, separating you from the rest of the world. Thoughts struggling to escape, the memories vivid in your he...
