My Voice Silenced

My Voice is Silenced I look within, for my time to being for a chance to feel, that the potential I conceal to be accepted and embraced, but all hope is left to be chased the doors are closed and windows I suppose are left with a desolate view I once loved to sing, but performing not my thing I had no faith in my voice and chose silence by choice so that I wouldn’t face, the words of others would not replace the insecurity left over, from a life of being a pushover and never living for the day I arrive to a place, where my surroundings have no face time is not a friend I can hold, it is fleeting and free once past is gone so I’m told I wanted more from me and wanted greater things to be my offerings left for others to know, but time moves quickly when it’s your time to go Above the abyss, the real me is who I miss I fell I deserve so much more, from the person I was before is time running out, am I the one easy to forget about can I still make a difference, and have an impact and some significance or should I let my voice fade to silence