Is anyone Out there ?… Is anyone there?
Does it really matter what I have to share?
Will anyone hear me? My words lost with the wind,
As I’m placed inside this box, I’m invisible within.
Invisible to people, invisible to hope.
Invisible to everything, leaving words a way to cope.
I scribble and I write; jotting down my every thought
I explain in words how this battle I have fought
Fighting all the urges, fighting all the pain
Fighting with the thunder I stand out in the rain.
Facing all the problems I’ve ever pushed aside
I stand there wet and dripping, at least I know I tried
I tried to make it through I tried hard to survive
I tried to run away but I made it out alive
Living is a blessing I’ve learned that along the way
And now inside my box the invisible slips away
I step out into the open, and take a deep breath in.
I look around and think “ it’s time to try again”
My box it has been opened like a butterflies cocoon
And now I fly away like the helium in a balloon
Is everybody out there?… is everybody here ?
I will make a difference, a change it will appear
Everybody will hear me, my words carried with the wind
As I step out of my box for a change I will defend!