Author's Note:
This is a poem that I wrote because it seems like as kids, nobody ever (wants) to listen to what we have to say. And when they do, they do not (honestly) care. Sometimes there are points that we wish to make, but adults have too much pride to appreciate that we might be right, and they might be wrong.
I'm shouting off my lungs
I am breaking on the inside
I am trying just to reach you
But the lips I have are tied
I wonder if you even care
About what I have to say
I will try to get to you forever
Each and every single day
Sometimes I even wonder
Maybe you do not even listen
Maybe you can't hear at all
Think of all the sounds you're missin'
What I have to say is important
It is needed and it's brave
I just want you to hear me out
It is something that I crave
It is killing me from the inside out
That you cannot even stand to talk
Even if you read my words
I would write a thousand miles worth of chalk
I'm broken and I'm standing
Hoping you are not about leave
And sometimes I even ask myself
Do you even hear me?
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