Out There

Who am I to them?
An anonymous outcry?
Voice lost on the wind?

I put it out there.
No one listens, no one hears.
Words are simply words.

If I'm eloquent,
will they listen to me then?
If words paint pictures?

Out there all alone.
Darkness erases the light.
All candles snuffed out.

Too many words here.
Too much I want to say here.
Yet nothing I say.

There is no substance.
I cannot speak like they can.
My message is lost.

Yet somewhere out there,
I know that somebody hears
what I try to say.

It's really not hard.
I just want a better world.
But I can't say it.

I try to say it.
They take my words and twist them.
They just want pictures.

I've gone on too long.
It's someone else's turn now.
Say what I mean to.

I put it out there,
but I fail to say it well,
so none understand.

What I try to say
matters more than anything
say it for me please.