I think i told myself
So many times
That silence is the answer
Because when i talked
Everything felt wrong
Only other voices spewing misunderstanding
I believed talking was a weapon used for destruction
That my silence will create a bridge
But i was wrong
The words that spilled, flowed softly
Who listened  
To what i had to say
My tongue is my creation to share
I speak words of empowerment
I speak to create