Uncertain
Voices scream, noises sound
Yet our direction is never found,
But is our future still around,
Time has pasted, days have gone,
Our thoughts are clear, but actions blind.
So speak the words and keep them kind.
What do we seek, what do we find
Uncertainly, that clouds our minds,
So stop the silence and keep in line,
To grow with happiness we must speak our mind. .
Signed
Speak out
Copyright © Be Free | Year Posted 2007
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