Yesterday my name was Mute I tried to hide things to myself,
Didn’t want anybody to know about my problems.
I was mad at the world for treating me the way it was.
I screamed at everybody but no words came out.
I was like a Radio with no speakers waiting for someone to come and
Plug them in and listen to what I am trying to hide.
Tomorrow I will be heard
I will express my self
I am going to let everybody know
Everybody will hear me like when they listen to the radio
At max
I will shout and tell them my problems
So they can understand loud and clear
I will tell them about my Damaged
Feelings or about when people make me feel Vulnerable
I will shout to everybody letting them know what are
The things I hate
I hate it when people try make me feel like a clown