Speak up

Am I a writer? Yes.

But that is simply because I write.

And I write so that you can read.

I don’t write for acknowledgement or admiration.

I don’t write for acceptance or validation.

I’ve learned that those things are frivolous,

because I don’t care how pretty my words are

If you don’t hear what I say.

So listen. Pay attention.

My audible voice has been silenced for so long

that here is where I speak freely.

The writer is the other half, the conveyor of my truths,

since I’ve been taught to have a public self

separate from my private self.

But that’s all about to change.

I don’t want to be a phony.

I’m not going to pretend for the sake of your comfort

Or mine.

So listen up, because I have a lot to say.

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