To write is an action I try to do when I could not utter the words I want to say.
To read is an escape I aim to seek when all I could hold on to is nothing but letters.
To sing is an art I cry my heart because songs are better heard than lyrics I could state.
Did you ever realize
Or even try to comprehend the unspoken words inside my lines?
Or the pain for you is nothing but a word you wanted to ignore.
To Whom It May Concern 