I Speak

I speak in sadness

When I am sad

I speak in happiness

When I am happy

I am a teen who doesn’t get

The attention of anyone

I use my voice

So they look my way

I speak in eagerness

And I speak with excitement

Being here, meeting new people

I speak my own language

I wish not to change my voice

I wish not to be any one else

It’s my language that makes me

© Bianca Sanchez, 2011