My Voice

When I was three I had selective mutism. This is my story in a poem.

Everyone has their fear

Mine was just a little different

And early

And different

The teacher asked me

I didn't answer

She wondered why

I didn't answer

I was scared

I didn't answer

Because I was selectively mute

And I didn't answer

My brain inside crying with pain

Wanting to get the words out

Writhing in sadness

But I didn't answer

I finally did answer

But it took a while

But it hurts a little when I do

And I panic and scream and fear every possibility

Will I mess up?

I'm going to mess up

They're going to see me mess up

They are going to see how I'm weak.

So next time you see someone quiet

They may not just be quiet

They may be in pain

So let them find their voice

Although quiet, 

And although shy

Although quiet

It is their voice.

Reviews

[Girl With A Pen]

Your voice is strong through your thoughts and emotion. Like all great writers your voice is louder through ink. It took me a while to realize that for myself. That I can use my voice as long as I'm given a pen ;)
A wonderful and strong poem! Thank you for sharing

[Xella Poetry]

I love this! Everyone does have a voice and you used yours! Keep it up!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Great wisdom in your words. Fear is a enemy we all have. We must overcome fear to go forward. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the very good closure. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Urja Gokani]

this piece of writing is good and amazing amazingly written keep it up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!