I can't.

I can't make these words flutter out of me like butterflies from a caged soul.

I can't make them trickle out of me like water falling from a leaf after the rain.

I can't command the words to leave me, when they would rather stay inside.

But sometimes you have to make them.
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You have to speak out and be your own voice.

But don't let these words out for people who do not want them spoken.

Let them out for yourself.

Let them out because they make your bones and body ache.

Let them out because your soul screams the words inside of you until you feel ready to pop!

But let them out when you are ready.

Because you can not make them flutter out of you like butterflies from a caged soul.

You can not make them trickle out of you like water falling from a leaf after the rain.

And you can't command the words to leave until they are ready.