Silenced

I am broken,

but silenced.

I feel pain,

but hide it.

I spiral down

but can’t fight it.

I feel emotions

but can’t describe it.

I think bad thoughts

but conceal them.

I paint a picture

but only half.

I need help

but can’t find it.

I’m ignored.

I’m silenced.

Too Many Times

Too many times in the course of history

woman have been told to sit back and be quiet:

the men are talking.

 

Too many times in the course of history

woman have been told their opinions are cute,

but it’s the men’s who count.

 

Too many times in the course of history

woman have been told to stop talking

because the men don’t agree.

 

Too many times in the course of  my history

I have been told my opinions don’t matter,

by men of course,

simply because I see the world through a different lens

and thank God I do

because someone has to look out for someone

other than themselves.