I use words

But I don’t say them outloud

It really is hard

To hear someone in a crowd

You might not hear more than a peep

Unless I am forced to speak

It doesn’t make sense

Unless you live it

Why give up your voice

When you can express it

You try to push above

When you are ignored

But I curl up and go down

Where the area is warm

Harsh cold territory

Pricks my skin

I don’t have the defence

That you all rely on

I don’t have any ideas

On what to do

If someone says anything

That might harm you

I use my ears

And write my thoughts on paper

I listen to your stories

And made them greater

I live in my head

But I am always there

I hear you cry out

And don’t want you to be there

I don’t know what to say

Or what to do

All I can do is pray

Someone will help you

I can see things happening

I just don’t intrude

I know everything

About you

It may sound creepy

But my voice never works

So I sit quiet

And just observe