At a message board, allies bounded,
No one wants your opinion,
Don’t post a comment,
A whisper lost in empty shells,
No one wants to hear from you,
Don’t keep in touch.
No one wants your opinion,
Don’t post a comment,
A whisper lost in empty shells,
No one wants to hear from you,
Don’t keep in touch.
At a message board, a ghostly trace,
No one wants your presence,
Don’t chat with them,
A fleeting smile, a vacant space,
No one wants you to progress,
Don’t tell your accomplishments.
At a message room, a spark may glow,
But no one wants you to be known,
Don’t speak up, keep the silence,
A heart confined, a spirit frayed,
In the stillness, drink from a bitter cup.
In a message room, yet they may quiet,
Your voice never aired, though truth you share,
For even the shadows of seeds can’t grow,
Never find their way to the light,
Even if you dare, ambitions just fade away.
Yet in the silence, a whisper may rise,
A flicker of hope in the darkest skies,
For even in shadows, a truth can ignite,
And break through the silence, embracing the light.
