I think very much
But hardly speak at all
I build myself up
Just to let myself fall.
But in my silence
It's actually quite loud
Even without
The commotion of a crowd.
For in my head
There are voices
I hear them scream
And shout my choices.
And though I choose
Not to speak
It doesn't make me fragile
And it doesn't make me weak.
For if you took a look inside
I know exactly what you'd find;
Quiet people
Have the loudest minds.
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Thoughts Of A Girl.
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