Words by Saleemah Abdelaal
From a young age it’s a familiar feeling
The more you lower your silence the more you grow your frustration
Your innocence maintains your patience
You walk away with an understanding
That sometimes your voice will be blending
With the echoes of the voiceless shouting…
But unheard
You start to recognise a trend
Accepting that when you reach for a helping hand most will not bend
Even those whose within their souls you saw a friend
Because the world we live in has emphasised on every man for himself
You either prey on or be preyed on
If you want to survive put your head up and learn to move on
Hold on to any privilege you can get
And the less you have the more you’ll be left..
Unheard
They say depression is rising in our community
But it’s a natural reaction to a world that shouldn’t be
Cause they would rather medicate kids than embrace unity
They’d rather shift the blame call it insanity
So why is it too much of a hassle to let our walls unravel?
So that no one is left… unheard
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