Truth.

Am i not to speak my truth? Aren't we supposed to? Or is it just for you, who share one piece of mind. My words as sharp as diamonds- Cut through your marble skin Yet your mind remains untouched What can I say to make you question? To think? To love? Should you want to hear me? Or should I wander off Oblivion awaits me - I could go But is there not a reason for my soul to stay? Countless, usless, thoughts fill the void- That is my brain Something is quite noting - In your piece of mind Someday I will speak my truth But alas, Oblivion has come.