Finding My Voice

I don’t express my opinion often, I keep my mouth shut

I often vocalize in my head on what I should say

But I feel like I would say the wrong thing if I opened my mouth

Like people will persecute me and judge me for what I say

I say “They WILL argue with me.” 

My mind says “Nonsense.”

I try my best to think before I speak, but words spill out of my mouth like water

I flop back and forth between saying my voice, and having the courage to do so

Should I step up and take the leap for my voice, clawing at my throat for the right words to say?

Or should I stay quiet, isolated in the background and to not exist in opinion?

I exhale deeply, keeping composure as I take that lunge, bracing for opposing points to come at me

This poem is about: 
Me
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