The UnheardA Poem by Brooke Swej“Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. Scared to confess what I'm feeling - frightened you'll slip away.” ~Madonna~On the outside I am a timid girl. On the inside I have my snide comments. When I'm put right on spot, my thoughts go away and my stomach whirls. I was killed with torment. As I thought I could say this and that. Event though it would piss them off. The teacher would want to hit me with a bat. Even thought they'r a rip-off! They think they're so powerful by telling us to go to the damn office. How would they feel if I told them to go there? They would look with blankness. Surely I wouldn't dare to say a word. As I could have told them, "I am wearing clothes, I say, "would you rather me come in naked then in pajamas? Or I could have said, "You're the only one who cares." But of course I am that shy timid girl who stays good. Even though my remarks are snide.
© 2012 Brooke SwejAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBrooke SwejMIAboutNothing to say....I express myself through writing from what I see and hear. I'm not a talker...I'm a listener. I love to write and read. I write stories...not big long ones...but I'm working on that. more..Writing
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