Booklover12

Canada

Hi! I’m a 15 year old girl in the tenth grade and reading and writing are a major aspect of my life. I live in Canada and play hockey and softball. Furthermore, I almost always have my nose in a book. (Usually fantasy) I also love chocolate! :)

Message to Readers

Hi! Thanks for reading, I’d love any feedback!

The words just won’t come out

April 29, 2021

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The words just won’t come out,
They’re like pieces of glass stuck in my throat,
They scratch and scream, 
They beg and plead,
But my thoughts refuse to bleed,
My mind won’t let the words leave my head.

I have a storm in my brain,
One of words and rain,
My thoughts are like the wind whirling and twirling,
Pounding and screeching and curling around,
Making me want to scream and shout.

Monsters fill my mind,
Not letting me cry,
Holding on to me, 
Not letting my voice by.

I want to say something,
Anything at all,
But the caution and fear stand against me like a big brick wall.

Cunning eyes,
And sharp wicked smiles follow me as I go,
Waiting to attack when I feel low,
They’re the reason I’m afraid to speak my true name,
They’re the reason I can’t speak what I truly think without feeling shame.

I feel like if I don’t write,
The words will start to bite,
The monsters will see right through me, 
And slowly eat away at me.

The world whispers me it secrets,
Encouraging me to speak,
But my mind will not falter,
My heart will not unlock.

The storm only grows stronger,
With every day that comes,
I am drowning in my own words,
My thoughts betraying me and calling me a nerd.

 When I finally decide to speak my mind,
Feeling strong and ready to fly,
The wicked eyes turn to me,
Making me weak,
The slowed storm comes back when my mouth won’t open,
I know that I have lost when the rain from my head fills my eyes.

My inner demon laughs,
The outer ones too,
If only they would leave,
I could say what I wanted, 
I could finally do.

The words just won’t come out,
They’re like pieces of glass stuck in my throat,
They scratch and scream,
They beg and plead,
But my thoughts refuse to bleed,
My mind won’t let the words leave my head.
I have trouble speaking up especially in school. My class has some very opinionated  people who think that any opinions other than their own are wrong. I disagree with lots of things they say. But I’m too sacred to say anything because I know they will gang up in me and tell me I’m wrong. The people that think the same as me, most of them are like me and won’t say anything. I’ve been struggling lately because of this. They just annoy me and I want to say something but I feel like I can’t. I know I will get teased for sharing my thoughts. That’s what this is kind of supposed to represent.

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