If only I could say the words that are trapped in my throat
If only I could let my tongue run and run
It would sting most people, but who cares
Because I have spent so long keeping secrets
Secrets, secrets, secrets…
Inside my body, inside my soul and inside my mind
Running around like headless geese
Making me scream, but I cannot scream
Because the secrets are jammed up in my throat,
Blocking the air that makes the sound,
That makes my voice speak.
If only I could jump high and fly on a kite instead of flying it
Then maybe I would be free, but oh this entrapment!
The secrets have me! Oh damn my mother, for teaching me kindness and acceptance
Because if I hadn’t known this then maybe I would be free
Maybe people wouldn’t feel so happy to tell me! All their wild
‘strange’, ‘dirty’ , ‘scary’, ‘horrible’ secrets.
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