They call me patient and calm
They think I'm soft-natured
But they don't see the agony behind my face
Which they say is "lovely-featured"
All they know is that I'm silent and serious
But they don't go deep
To explore my heart mysterious
I smile and smile that my lips tire out
But they don't see
The tears in my eyes
Swollen and stout
When will it change or reorganise
Will I ever throw it out
Or remain all-wise?
I have no boyfriend, no true girlfriend even
Just a voice
That whispers in my ear
And I fight
My wealth, my riches are my family and You
The rest are people who share my blood
Merely a loan, a due
May they get more of what I envy
May there be peace and harmony
But if they get much more, won't I be left alone?
No. You're there for me, why should I stiffen my bone?
Will my words ever find a page?
You know I don't speak
You know I can't speak.
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