Why I speak to you?
If I do, you are one of very few
They say its nature to speak
So why is it impassable for me
I accept myself, I accept my defeat
To speak is hard, harder for me
People question my silence
people merely encourage me to say
Though the same don't support
when I say.
Whenever I say my mind
each time I try
That little spark of joy is
blown away by the people nearby,
I am questioned, I am denied,
I am scolded for my words.
So why not I keep them
Why should I try
Why should I speak to be free.
I am questioned regardless
I am hurt regardless
...maybe that's why I cry.
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