Silent
Can I be silent?
Can I walk through a crowded room
Tugging down my long sleeves
Hoping no one sees what's under them?
Can I ignore their accusing stares?
Their sneering words?
Can I pretend to be who they want me to be?
Can I forget who I am?
Can I let them do what they want with me?
Mold me, shape me into who I am now.
An apathetic being
Passive, a wallflower hiding under the cover
Of a happy girl
But underneath I'm so
Silent.
Can I be silent?