I will Proceed

How do I ignore
All that I adore
My dreams scattered
As if I never mattered
Silence is all I receive
My words they deceive
Is it right or is it wrong?
Am I weak or am I strong
Once again silence prevailed
In their eyes I have failed
They shamefully point at me
As they curse who I want to be
Poetry is a hobby not a profession
Some called it a cruel obsession
I was taught to do my very best
I declined their every single request
Have I really made the wrong choice?
Silence will not mute my lonely voice