Where’s My Voice?
By: Ms. K
Time may pass, but my voice remain silent
I can’t seem to revamp the unspoken language
My eyes shows sadness while my voice remain stuck
The tongue in my mouth does not vibrate
The sadness of my reality becomes an illusion
My desire to be brave shrinks to wonderland proportion
My worth slowly shrivels up into non-existence
Where is my roar?
Where is my voice?
Have I become an option for every man desire?
Reality showcase a woman representation
Without the reality of our tears
Without the reality of our fears
Without the reality of our acceptance
I have become a shadow of a brave woman
I have disappeared into the night skies
My existence no longer exist
My voice has no vocal cord
It has no opinion
It only has illusion of lies
My beauty is defined by society acceptance
My opinion gets typecast into my wardrobe
My every desire slowly becomes a woman complaint
My sexual liberation only define as a woman loose
I don’t have a voice
I don’t have an opinion
I am only defined as being woman!
So where is my voice?