I am used to
Silence
Don't ever interrupt
Let adults speak first
Never speak of feelings
Really,
Simple silence is easier
It's what I'm used to
Muffle your screams
Keep your tears quiet
Hide your pain
You see,
Tortured silence is best
It's what I'm used to
So my question is
What made me
Break that silence?
To come here,
To pour my heart out
To strangers?
It's true,
Silence is what I'm used to
But now that I'm speaking,
It's so much better