Silence
- Ashley

- Mar 26, 2019
- 1 min read
I'm never heard when I speak.
I'm never spoke to unless needed.
I sit, I observe. I listen, and I see all.
When I'm heard, a world is opened.
When I'm heard, I'm ignored.
I hurt, I cry, and I sleep at night.
Never opening my door.
I wonder who comes and goes, but never utter a word.
I know what happens if I do.
I hurt, I cry, and I wonder at night.
Why I stay silent, seeing all that happens.
Why I stay silent, why I prefer silence.
Silence is my normal, silence is good.
Silence is what I am,
And silent I will be.



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