Lora  

Lora                              Lora

               Lora      Lora 

Lora was the word that came out of my parent’s mouth

A word that I didn't understand at that time

A word right off the bat I knew wasn’t a compliment 

A word that caused me tears even if I didn't know what they meant

A word that came out of my parent’s mouth with anger and annoyance instead of a smile

  Be obedient

             Be quiet 

             Stop talking

            You talk too much

 Was told to the Lora

Until 

she had no voice left

Nor the desire to speak 

 Why don’t you say anything anymore

               Why are you quiet 

              Why can’t you be talkative again

The Silence answered them

The Lora was afraid of the same response they would give if she did

Afraid of not staying quiet and speaking too much

Afraid of being too boring to talk to

Lora

And she was so used to that silence

That she is too afraid to break it

Lora              Lora

             Lora        Lora

Lora                Lora

Lora was the word that came out of my parent’s mouth 

The words I understood 

A word right off the bat I knew was a compliment 

A word that causes me tears of joy 

A word that came out of my parent’s mouth with a smile instead of anger and annoyance

The Lora was giving a chance

A chance to not be silent again