Poetry

Finding a Voice

I’ve never had a voice before.

It took me 22 years to find it.

To realise what I’m fighting for,

To see what’s important.


What is important?

A world without corruption,

With complete and utter equality,

And people who let love in,

Without hurting them because of their own insecurities.


We have so far to go,

But people are speaking up.

Those who never had a voice are,

And it’s beautiful.


We are so sick of oppression,

And the exhaustion from taking it.

But every voice that rises out of the shadows,

Slowly grows louder.


It took me years,

And it will probably take me years more.,

To be loud enough.

I will make sure that everyone hears me.

Because so many of us deserve so much better.


So, if you’re like me.

Trying to find a voice,

I’m incredibly happy for you.

Not proud.

Because you’re not doing it for me.

You’re doing it for you and everyone like you.

Everyone who has felt your pain,

And is struggling to hold on.


I’m happy for you,

And I thank you.

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