(A poem I wrote awhile ago)
I am not one to speak
when I am out of turn
I have been taught to listen
to listen and to learn
Fore if I were to speak my thoughts
Oh, the glares I would recieve
because I would speak the truth
not these lies you all believe
But I will stay silent
my mouth will remain closed
many will frown upon
the choices that I’ve chose
And I will walk away from words
and walk away from violence
the only thing that I will do
is live and die in silence