Voiceless


Everyone stares at me
I don't know if they're eager or judging
A tear of salt drips down my face
Why did I choose this?
This calamity of a decision will make or break me...?
The emperor looks at me and swings his benevolent arms up and down
One
My thoughts subside in my ears
Two
I'm deaf
Three
Will they be able to hear me?
Four
I just want to be heard

I play loud so that everybody could hear
I want the bleak sound to reach their ear
I wonder if it sounds clear
Hopefully they won't be able to hear my fear

Everyone stares at me
I know they're eager
But I don't have a voice
A tear leaves the closed globe of disappointment
I don't have a choice

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