I’ve forgotten how to speak.
How to let the words slide out of my mouth like jelly.
So bottled up inside, afraid to let loose.
When did I become so afraid of hearing my voice
And making my sound be heard amongst the chatter?
I never was one to merely to blend in.
Why am I hiding within the confines of what’s safe?
Who is this girl and why can’t she speak?
I’m afraid to go against the grain,
to make people upset, in fear that they’d abandon me.
I agree with all they say, never questioning their actions.
Their words may hurt and leave deep scars,
But still I am a coward who cannot take a stand.
I need help and don’t know where to turn.
My mouth is stapled shut, only a pen and paper to name.
So for now, I write, in hopes that my voice will return again.
