The Quiet Ones
So, this one is for the ones
who were instructed to speak only when spoken to
The ones who have kept quiet,
waiting for their turn to speak aloud
This one is for the ones
who wait with their hands raised high
only to have their spotlight stolen from the extrovert next door
The ones who create worlds in their minds,
but who's hands shake when they're asked about them
This one is for the ones
who have kept quiet for so long
that maybe they've forgotten the sound of their own voice
Please, tell me what's on your mind
This poem is about:
Our world