My Story, My Prayer

My Story, My Prayer

They call me patient and calm
They think I'm soft-natured
But they don't see the agony behind my face
Which they say is "lovely-featured"

All they know is that I'm silent and serious
But they don't go deep
To explore my heart mysterious

I smile and smile that my lips tire out
But they don't see
The tears in my eyes
Swollen and stout

When will it change or reorganise
Will I ever throw it out
Or remain all-wise?

I have no boyfriend, no true girlfriend even
Just a voice
That whispers in my ear
And I fight

My wealth, my riches are my family and You
The rest are people who share my blood
Merely a loan, a due

May they get more of what I envy
May there be peace and harmony
But if they get much more, won't I be left alone?
No. You're there for me, why should I stiffen my bone?

Will my words ever find a page?
You know I don't speak
You know I can't speak.