In the realm of sleepless nights, they reside,
A heart burdened, aching deep inside.
Branded heartless, devoid of emotion's sway,
Yearning for solace, to express, to convey.

"Why am I denied the right to weep,
To feel the sadness that within me seeps?
I am human too, with feelings so real,
Yet, my pain they dismiss, they fail to feel."

Each word a dagger, piercing their soul,
Breaking them into fragments, taking its toll.
Yet, from shattered pieces, they rise once more,
Building their spirit from the debris on the floor.

But oh, the agony of a voice suppressed,
Yearning for release, longing to be expressed.
They collect the shards,...