Find your voice

 

 

Time moves on 

You have to develop 

Words got stuck in my throat 

 

Thoughts left unsaid

I could nt get started I had nt found the method to develop the voice 

No mentor 

Only the keepers of the law

The law of silence 

 

Hard to believe now 

But it’s hard to find your voice when you ve been told to shut up and listen your whole life

Who wants to listen to you? 

What makes you think your worth listening to? 

Be more like me 

More like your sister 

Your cousin 

Anyone but who you bloody well are 

 

It’s a cliché 

Sounds trite 

But it’s also true

Find your voice 

Or get you captured your vice 

 

The vice is a trap

And it only gets tighter 

Trapped in old habits

Addictions 

patterns of action 

You need to unlearn 

 

It’s what got stuck in your throat in the first place 

That shut up and listen you internalised  

So tear though vice of been good 

Behaved 

obedient 

unquestioning

And worst of all silent 

Not silent in contemplation

But silent in contrition 

 

if you can 

Come out the other end reborn 

Not as a blank tablo 

But as a scribble 

A new way 

To express yourself 

To expel fear

Break the silence 

 

It’s the thing a writer says

And it’s hard to find your voice

When your whole life 

You ve been told to shut up and listen 

Tell em your not shutting up anymore