Mute.

They wonder why I’m mute, why I’ve given up my speech.

Are they really that blind? Surely they should figure out.

Can they remember all those times they ignored my every word.

When I could stop half way through, and they never had a clue.

Was I really not important, did I mean so little to them?

They were meant to be my family, meant to be my friends.

So I sit here all alone, haven’t spoken in some time.

Now they say I’m crazy, now they treat me like a freak.

In a way it’s better than before, better than being ignored.

Reviews

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Have you ever thought that maybe your parents could have ADD or ADHD? It is often undiagnosed, especially in older people. Just one word will send their mind off in another direction. They have no control over it, it's just how their brain works. Next time it happens, touch them and ask what they are thinking about. I'm sure they love you, Jenna. You need to talk to them about this.

[Michael Opoku-Addo]

Very nice and true poem. My family are like that sometimes...

[closed..acct]

agree with Worriedkatt on this.
Such a wpowerful read.

[Worriedkatt]

Some people will use you like a trash can if they get the chance, they dont really need your opinion they just dont want to "be a freak" and simply talk to themselves. So they use patient nice people instead.

I liked this text very much.

[Trish D.]

This is realy good. you describe those kind of situations well. and your author's not helped a lot to understand this. thanks.

[AK]

Nice poem! Really well written! I loved it. Just change the 'i' to 'I' please? Brilliant poem!