I will vote but will it count!?

I feel obliged to vote,
But insignificant doing so,
Pressured by hero’s in history,
I have to vote,
I have to go,
Not just my paranoia,
But also my observations,
Make me question the voting system,
People are bringing in ink pens,
Worried about the durability of a pencil,
If this is something to fear,
The counting system may not be honest and clear,
In seconds our decisions can dissapear,
Alterations may reappear,
It is a worthy possibility to suspect,
No one sees the person counting,
Politicians are renowned for being corrupt,
Yet the voting system requires so much of our trust,
The delicate procedure of unfolding and beholding,
Only the elite hear the whispers,
Only the elite have the power to manipulate the balet,
Every vote is the same,
A shocking result,
We are given glitz and glamour,
Promised the earth,
Only to be given disappointment.
I buy into it not!
Obliged to vote I may be,
But it would be nice to at least once in my life,
To feel of significance and part of something worthy.
To play a major part in positive change,
Noted in history,
To give sunshine and opportunity for our youngers destiny’s.

If you like me, like all of me…

You don’t have to run away,
You needn’t be scared,
I just appreciate honesty,
And I am leading by this example.
You may find it to heavy,
Inappropriate evan,
It is not my intention to make you feel uncomfortable.
I just hate lies,
I hate deceit,
I appreciate honesty.
I know that I do not owe it to you,
It is not compulsory,
Some may consider it private,
But I am not ashamed,
I am scared though,
And being open about everything,
Helps me accept my situation.
I cannot hide from it,
I will not shy from it,
And if you want to know me,
I will leave nothing out,
And so you can embrace me,
All of me.