If It Could Speak

By H.M. Amzar

I'm tired of all these things, living to please people who never cherish, trying to endure the torture, of those who never sees.

Humiliation, annihilation, getting thrashed by every single person, destroyed by men, unappreciated by children, that is the reality of present.

Will it stay this way for long? Will it ever come to an end?

If it will end either way, make it quick, those are probably what it'll say, if the world could speak.