Mute My Inside
it is exactly those people,
..those oblivious of my struggle
that mumble the most
they know nothing from my trouble
yet they condemn me while taking toast
precisely them that see nothing
claim to see_but like spoilt binoculars
they see nothing
they look at me on the outside
and forget solely that a lot lies within
bursting out inside
when the ugly ones think they are better of
saying to themselves..oh! i live a better life
i laugh in their self deceit
because though i strife
i am strong, they cannot take a rest on my seat
mute! i would say mute
say only things that are merry to me
don't push me because i could shoot
at the end your fool and lowly
why would others use their holes to sadden
your either my blessing or your curse
because i choose to be gladdened
i laugh ha ha ha
to your assumptions,i take it to be your nurse
so i throw away my worries and sing la la la
i then have an advice to you
as a matter of fact
mute! i say mute! if all you have to say is glommy
don't throw your assumptions in my tract
Copyright © Roseline Mgbodichimma | Year Posted 2017
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