All the tears that I shed

I shed inside

keeping them lodged in my throat

until they steal my voice.

the caged bird does not sing

not because she is too sad

although she is

but because

she has no voice

all the bars of my cage

are self constructed

and yet

I still cannot escape




There is so much I want to say

yet I cannot do it today

My heart is too full

I would break the rule

Of silence

and that’s not my way.

 There are things I abhor

that are right at my door

The things that I fear

are drawing too near

In silence

I’m safer I’m sure.

 Someday I’ll be brave

but for now I’ll behave

and keep my mouth shut

and hide in my hut

With silence

my world I’ll save.

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