The Voice of the Unknown

I want to be

The loners voice when they’re too afraid to speak
The timid roar

You can hear in the heart of the meek
The courageous being

Who’s strong enough to stand up to the worlds critique
The soul that grows old

But will never grow weak
I want my voice to unite 

The unknowns of the world
I want my wisdom to be worth 

More than diamonds and pearls
This passion has been brewing 

In me since I was a little girl
So have no doubt, 

One day, 

My voice will be heard
And you’ll have no choice

But to listen to my each and every word.