Everyone tells me "you're too quiet, speak up"
Has it ever occurred to you that your big mouth doesnt get you the attention you think it does
Your need to be heard and seen is only an insecurity for being unseen
Everyone tells me "don't be afraid to take up space"
But they do not see how much of me already fills up the room
Their idea of me walked in before I did
said
"She should be loud" "she should carry the conversation for us'
Said "she's young and black she should be loud and angry
There goes the extrovert again- talking just to hear themselves
Unaware and oblivious- sorry.. i meant unaware and oblivious
What they do not see is the war back and forth with my thoughts that told me to come up here
What they do not see is the replaying of that one thing he said to me on a thursday afternoon at 4:14 pm that still affects me today
What they do not know is my quietness is a coat of protection
Everyone tells me" why are you single you're a cute girl"
She Should wear sexy clothes or change herself to fit the mold that society has for her
They tell me to take up space
They do not see i am my ancestors wildest dream
No one sees how long it took to love all me
Who is God if not 3 of him in one
Am I not made in his image?
With multitudes of self, each one worthy, each one capable?
Whatever framework people have given you it is not the same as the framework God has given you
There's a difference between being unseen and hidden- i'm not going to tell you
You're just gonna have to
be quiet
