I sit 

and I hope for the chance

to finally bring myself 

to spit out the vibrations 

my eyes have cried trying to form

but I can't bring about the ability

to say anything

my throat can't bring about sounds 

for me to spit

my lips stay sealed as if 

locked forever

I wish

oh, I wish

for the ability to cough out

the words that have been needed 

have been begged for

night after night

the gears in my brain start turning

as my throat begins to work

my lips begin to seperate

my heart races

faster than ever

i begin to lift my chin

the noise is the same

all my mouth knows 

is lies

"I'm fine."

the words hit the air

the eyes stare

no use using the courage

I've tried to build

piece by piece 

tear by piece