*I AM YOUR GIRL UNSPOKEN*...
My words get concealed beneath your idea of confidence, beauty, and logic
while we survive in a time where timidity is historic
Nevertheless, I should say that I have tried.
Bewildered with my voices denied
my ignorance spoke louder than my thoughts
my conscience always interrupted by your confident lots
Nevertheless, I should say I have tried.
Anxiety crippled when I stood on the stage,
my art forgotten when I tried to break my cage.
Embarrassment was resisted with a smile on my face,
tears held back to avoid the awkward disgrace.
Nevertheless, I should say I have tried.
The aftereffects of such encounters remain the same
the four walls of my room still gazed in shame
tearful outbursts are days I hope to burn in flame
weary souls are words that I often attempt to erase.
Nevertheless, I should say I have tried.
Contentment and Joy are actions I wish to inculcate
compassion and selfless love are virtues I hope to embrace.
poetry is healing to my never-ending chase.
This is the unheard tale of the girl who has finally tried
I am your girl unspoken whose voices have not yet died!
- Rushda Attaf Sarang