My voice is the Unheard Song.

You know the one,

Or maybe you don't.

It's the one that whispers quietly by your ear

nearly every day;

The one ignored.


Its broken, worn out lyrics are sung,

Can't you hear me?

I'm right here.

Will anyone listen? Can anyone see?

Repeated again,

and again,

waiting for the one who hears,

the one who sees,

and the one who responds.