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How do you learn speak

When the world is kneeling on your windpipe

Crushing your voice before it can slip past your tongue

Through broken teeth and bloody lips

Unimportant, insignificant, invalid.

I am told what I say holds no value

So I shouldn't say anything at all.

I am told my opinions are worth less then the ground I walk on

Much like my thoughts, my ideas and opinions

I am told it is better to keep silent

I have the right to freedom of speech

But how can I feel free when I'm told my words are a curse

Driving others away

If I only learned to stay quiet maybe people would learn to stay.

Every breath I breathe is the whisper of a phrase

Caged in my chest crying out for an escape

Words bang against my rib cage and collide in different ways

But I can't say what I need to say

Those words are locked away

Only I don't hold the keys

My voice box is a storage unit for words unsaid

Abandoned at the bottom of an abyss in my throat

I am told it is better to keep silent

But how can living with regret for what I didn't say

Be any worse than living with regret for what I did?

How can I validate my opinions

When you won't give me the chance?

How can I tell you it hurts

When your knee is buried in my throat?

How can I learn to speak?

When you are silencing me?


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