Mute
I am mute.
I never speak.
To other people's voices I kneel
I've never been very happy
holding everything in
It's ironic because the one
day I actually made noise
It was right before I hung myself
I screamed.
Finally people could hear
Finally people could see
But it was a late sentiment
Because I could no longer breath
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