Hushed
I am
Hushed.
I do not speak
Out.
I try to stay quiet.
Hidden.
I am passionate about
So many things.
But I am
Hushed.
I fear that if I speak
Up
A lion will
Leap from my mouth
And I will not be able
To tame it.
So I remain
Hushed.
But one day
The lion will
Overcome me.
And I will no longer be
Hushed.
I will roar
At the injustices.
And it will be glorious.
This poem is about:
Me