Jan 29
JordanSara's picture


You must be loud
like a bird screaming at the sky
they said

And I try, I try so hard
to be 
and I am...

but sometimes the words are
hard to say, they...
end up broken like

a butterfly pulled from the cocoon
mangled, crumpled
with only whispers of grace left.

You must be loud
they said
and I am...

but little do they know it is a lie
that speaks for me
and my real voice...

my real voice
is small and
barely says a word.

is a funny word
and my pen converts to its liking.