Falling On Deaf Ears

Fragile from the start, Amazing I stood on my own two feet I was younger, smaller, Female, weak, And strength was never my strong point. A mummy’s girl Clingy, strange In a world gone mad. Shy of my own voice Whispering in a crowd of screams. Quivered after the beatings, Never stood up and said ”no” I would have run, but nowhere to go And strength was never my strong point. Only answered back when heads were turned, Falling on deaf ears My whispers I n a crowd of screams. Id never amount to much, Only had dreams’ And dreams are a burden To the bully’s Flightless Under the weight of their own grief. Strength was never my strong point, But here I am all the same Firm, unmovable, And here I am, in that crowd of screams Little whispers got up And began to sing.