"Vipers"

Be a voice for the voiceless, But what do you do when your voice is unheard? No matter how much you want to break free and speak your mind, You always seem left behind. You always are talking but they act as though they do not hear you, And they turn away one by one they all look away. They say there words don't hurt but they are like spitting vipers, Awaiting to bite someone and permanently affect them. That's them alright the people in this world, In this world the proud and arrogant and those set in there ways gladly stomp on others. They all are posionous vipers, Every. Single. One.