I’m not sure where this one came from.
Been silent for so long
Which will surprise some people
Who think you are too loud
Interrupt too much
Talk too much
In general, are too out there.
But you know
Things about yourself
That they don’t know
The times when
You chose not to speak.
You weren’t capable of speaking.
You felt like speaking up wouldn’t be worth the effort.
You had no idea how to explain.
How you couldn’t think of words that could describe how you felt,
How you couldn’t think, period.
How you thought it would never end.
The flashbacks.
The pain that comes out of nowhere.
The dreams that turn into nightmares.
Been silent so long,
That when you start to talk,
It seems like you’re speaking a foreign language,
In a voice that isn’t your own.
And then, at some point,
you hear yourself,
And realize,
This is your voice,
These are your words,
This is your life.
And you can‘t stay silent any more.
