They tell me to speak, And relay my thoughts, My hopes and dreams. I have a lot to say, Really, I do. They tell me to speak, But I can't. Not when the words get trapped in my throat, And I can't get them out, Not a single ******* word. I open my mouth and I try, But the words skid along my throat, and crash into my teeth, So close to escaping, Just not close enough. They tell me to speak , but I can't. Not when people watch and listen, Listeners have opinions, Harsh critiques and ride statements. I would speak, but I have a deep-set fear of their judging glares. I have a lot to say, But the world doesn't want to hear it.