Inability to voice
The words I know
It's not my choice.
But still it's here.

The silent shadow
Lingering
Over me like
Morning mist.

It clouds my thoughts
And makes me wonder
Why I just can't say
The things I want to say.

Wishing I could speak
My thoughts,
Wishing I could tell
Someone.

Understood
As someone else
Standing here,
But not myself.

I tell myself
To say it fast
To voice it out
And make it last.

The words I think
Come out all wrong
Like a thousand voices
Singing different songs.

But still I try
To speak my mind,
But I'm just so
Misunderstood.