Voice

I have so many people telling me so many things I don't know what to do. This is the product of my breaking point.

Demands to the left
Commands to the right.
They're all the same, all deafening-
Overpowering, painful, selfish
The voice I can't hear
Is the one that's closest to my ear-
My own voice.

I feel it wanting,
I hear it cringing,
It wants to be heard,
But it's being held back.
Doubt and fear choke it.
I know it's trying to break free
I can tell its trying to scream.

"What do you want?"
The one phrase I can hear
It crashes through the waves of demands
"What will make you smile?"
As tears fall from my eyes
My soul longs for the chance-
A chance to advance.

But...really...
What do I want?
I've been silent for so long
Allowing to be demanded- commanded.
Can I answer such a question?
Will this one voice-so quiet and timid-
Be able to drown out the deafening demands?

As I sit in my place
Staring at me-my inner self-
All broken and bruised I see
The answer; I feel the burn-
The yearning and determination.
I can stand and break all demands
For I know the answer is yes.

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[Valentine]

Just be true to yourself. Valentine