I wish I could
But you’ll soon see,
The words don’t always come to me.
I stutter, stall, unable to rant,
And what I’d say, I simply can’t.
I don’t speak much,
Though I wish I might,
But my thoughts don’t land just right.
From brain to mouth,
There’s something lost
A moment’s pause,
At such a cost.
They call me quiet,
Say I’m shy,
But they don’t know how hard I try.
To shape my thoughts into a stream,
To speak aloud what I dare dream.
I long to stand
And boldly say,
The things I hold back every day.
A public speaker, I’ve wished to be,
And I’ve worked hard in therapy.
They taught me breath,
To roll each sound,
But still my voice gets turned around.
So if I stutter
Please just know,
It breaks my heart
To let it show.
To simply speak
As you all do
To say what’s real,
To say what’s true.
But I stay silent,
Face composed
The quiet one
That no one knows.
Be kind.