To the quiet one, that no one really sees, I see you.
To the quiet one who no one ever hears, I hear you
To the quiet one who stops talking because it seems no one is paying attention, I am listening
To the quiet one
I am the quiet one
But I am DONE being the quiet one
I am done being invisible, you will see me
I am done being quiet, I will scream my sentences until you have no other choice but to hear me.
My voice echoing in your head because I will repeat what I say until you acknowledge me.
Let me say that again, I will repeat what I say until you acknowledge me
I am not the quiet one anymore
but to those who still are
that is okay
i see you
i hear you
and I am listening.
YOU ARE READING
Whispered Thoughts and Screaming Lines
PuisiMy attempts at poetry Trigger warning for every poem Mentions of: suicide, self harm, eating disorders, dysphoria, etc. Most poems are written as spoken word so if they sound weird when you read them that's why
