I am so sick with silence

I don't have any more patience

I don't want any more tears

because of my fears.

Why can't I be the captain

of my own ship

Why can't I be the archer

all I was, was a prey.

Should I let them ruin me?

or should I ruin myself instead?

I am so broken many times

this poem may not be rhyme.

Read my poems and you'll see my heart

read it with all your heart then I am glad

turn your sadness to a masterpiece

even when this poem may not be read.