We all have a voice

Some people leave it on the shelf

If it continues to gather dust

It will affect your mental health


If you have things on your mind

And its holding you back

Then use your voice

To get back on track


Saying nothing 

Is never a good sign

Pick up your phone

It will give you more time


Worries, stress, and pressure

Are all part of life

Don't forget to use your voice

And speak to your lovely wife


Share your feelings with others

Or someone you can trust

To speak to a friend or relative

Is always an absolute must


When life makes you feel

Like there is no way out

Then use your voice

To give someone a shout


If you feel like you don't matter

This is so not true

I'm always here to listen

This is my promise to you


Paul Connelly 07/02/2023 6.30am


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