My Name is Whisper (Young Adult, Lyrical)

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I am thirteen

I want to scream,

I am not an infant,

Or a fragile

Piece of glass,

Take the time

To get to know

Me,

And you will see,

Things aren't always

As they seem.

I want the world,

To take the time

To see me,

Really see me.

My silence is not

A chosen prison,

I didn't ask for this,

None of it.

People look at me,

But don’t really see

Me.

I can't make

It through another day,

Of empty stares,

They look through

Me,

"That poor girl

In a chair."

And they assume

That because my

Legs don't work

And when she

Talks

It's as if