I sang a tune
but they refused to pay attention
i’m no pop-megastar
and that i’m not ashamed to confess it
but i was expressing myself
telling my tale
however they chose to disregard me
self- expression will take you locations
you dare now not mention
not to mention think about
in case you’re taking go away of your senses
it is thru expression you analyze your craft
understanding the errors to preserve ends in art
i observed my creativity
i permit my creativeness run ahead of me
i’m happier for it now
the others linger on in silence
they have been afraid to apply their voices.
i don’t choose them for it
there are screams and cries of help in silence