A weakness that cannot be seen.
A pain that burns deep.
A broken heart full of love.
A silent cry of plea.
A story untold to thee.
As we see what we can see; we learn to look past thee.
Look deep into the heart of others, and learn the sorrow that is untold.
Ask what we do not know.
Tell what others cannot see.
Speak for those who cannot believe.
But listen to me.
Listen for love, pain, guilt, and sorrow.
Listen to my laughter, listen to my cries.
Listen to my sighs.
Listen even in the face of silence.
We are all silently waiting to be heard.
So, speak.
