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.