Speak

This dark world in harsh terms it scares us to not speak;
They take all with greed and a rage that is so great,
But bold words are told when a strong roar is not meek.

Our great hearts are not filled when dark thoughts are so bleak;
Such pain and distress here it fills us with strong hate.
This dark world in harsh terms it scares us to not speak.

Our strong minds feel broke when our pain’s at its full peak;
It’s then that we find out it’s not that we’re too late,
But bold words are told when a strong roar is not meek.

Our voice is a song that we sing with a loud shriek
From day after day and regardless of log date;
This dark world in harsh terms it scares us to not speak.

To see more than all that is out here we must peek
Inside us to find that our strength is a masked trait,
But bold words are told when a strong roar is not meek.

We’re not calm and not done when great woe we didn’t seek;
It’s choice that we want and it’s this that we do state:
This dark world in harsh terms it scares us to not speak,
But bold words are told when a strong roar is not meek.