I know not
the language of love
and so I stand
mute
lost on the first word:
Courage.

You made me cry today.

You raised your voice at me
as if I wasn't sitting in the seat
right next to you.

You told me I didn't listen -
that I never listened.
And that I didn't understand,
nor even try.

You screamed all this
at the top of your lungs
instead of
being a mature parent
and talk with your daughter
in a civilised tone.

But you don't do civil,
do you, mum?

But then again, you don't see your faults either
but focus on mine and others'.

It's funny how you accuse me of not
listening when in reality
you cut me off when I tried to speak.

You took my voice, mum.
And you refused to give it back.

Be silent, retrain yourself,
Never usher out a word,
Perhaps it would be best if you were mute?

You do not want a violet reaction.

Don't need to be vibrant,
So let's just be silent, as quiet as can be.
You don't need to be as loud as a lions roar,
Its best to stay silent and hide in the back.

I am trying to keeping everything shut,
I have no talent to show,
So I shall be silent.

Not shy, but not wishing to be rude,
But is having trouble speaking up and not clamming up.

Smile and never spit out any bile,
Everything must be kept hush, hush.
No one needs to hear pointless chatter.

Its for the best,
To be the best at being silent.

She caught a glimpse of him,
her senses paused
Her heart starting beating so loud,
it muted the world.

Their heart speaks when their mouth can not form any words.
Their actions speak louder than any words that can come out of their mouth.
They bite their tongue to keep the peace.
They just think to themselves about the will to fight.
They continue the day silent.
They take the abuse of other people’s words.
They listen to each and every syllable that stabs them in the chest.
The wounds slowly **** them as the peers shoot them down.