March 3, 2008
I stay
In Reproachful Silence
With the Rebuke pointed
My Way

No matter
When or Who- my Words stick
In my Throat and clang around in
Lonely Chatter

My Timidity
Paralyzes and holds Me captive
Like a Prisoner in a Cell, longing
To be Free.

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Nov. 23, 2011 at 12:22 am
I really like this. It puts into words what I've felt for practically my entire life
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