I’m quiet as a mouse
Not a squeak
I dare not speak
I have a lot to say
I want to be heard
I’m tired of fitting in
I’m tired of compromise
What if they don’t agree
What if they think I’m silly
What if I never speak
Will I truly belong
Will I ever reach peace inside
Speaking up is the essence of freedom
Speaking up is my choice
Speaking up is standing up
Speaking up is what I will do
Speaking up is so important. It’s like they never know until we speak up, n still they might not understand and then we have to scream! P
A powerful poem!
Yep 👍
Thanks