Stolen.

Ever have your words stolen from your mind?
Taken and molded into their own creation,
A mire figment of what was originally yours?

Words that were written from the very wanderings of you soul.
The pain the happiness or what ever feeling.
The voice inside you that were so desperately trying to get out,
now locked away just because of someone else selfishness of wanting to be known.

No one will understand the pain you have to go through,
because of that thief re-writing the master piece you were creating.

Ever have your words stolen,
right when you were ready to let people finally know the real you?

I have...