Listen

So many things to say

But no voice to say it

So many thoughts running through my head

But no one to hear it

New ideas tossed into old views

Always pushed aside

All eaten up by the way you used to think

The way you were raised

Doesn’t mean it’s the way you should be

What is socially acceptable

Shouldn’t be where your thoughts end

Crossing the lines

Is how we change

Your afraid of a fly

that can’t hurt you

So the fly is made out to be bad

Being afraid of change when it can’t hurt you

So many things To say

But nobody wants to listen