Silent drip drop from my face
Your empty stares, my colorful shame
I stop, my voice cracks
I swallow, I try to get back on track
Your judgment is amiss
Your expectations of me
Are more than I can bring
I apologize, my words trip
I stand up, I run from me
Trapped birds can’t sing
They can only flutter their wings
And you know this
You can’t stop what I’ve decided to be
I hold the sound in my beak
I stutter around in the hallway
I look lost, in my mind I am miles away
I know, I must go back in
Face the things I’ve brought up
I need to go back in
I have to finish my thoughts
I am ready to sing
But there is not time
And no one will listen to me
Signing off, TWS
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