We seem to be told that we are entitled to our opinion. If that was the case then I would have been heard by now. So I just bit my tongue … not really that would hurt, I trapped my tongue behind my teeth. Why speak when clearly no one wants to hear it.
You feel like what you say isn’t being acknowledged. It’s obvious you have no idea what you’re talking about… right? Well, neither do other people. We don’t have answers to everything, we have speculations and theories. Why should others be screamed over others? No matter what age or gender we all have something to say. We all have something we feel. At times yes it can become overwhelming, although it would be better to get it out straight away then… exploding.
That’s what it comes to. The amount of things that race through my mind I’m surprised I haven’t blurted anything out sooner. I kept mouth quiet because I was always led to believe what I say didn’t matter or I was just wrong. If that is the case let me be wrong, but let me speak. I could easily be right too. You begin to feel alone and stuck with a racing mind. I can’t say this… I shouldn’t say that…
I’ve been wanting to speak out but I’ve just been listening. They say the quiet ones are the worst ones. Maybe that’s because they’ve felt trapped in their mind for so long. Giving me the opportunity to stand my ground. Giving me the opportunity be heard. May just prove I’m alright. I get it. I understand. Why do we have to keep proving ourselves? If someone gave me the mic I would have dropped it a long time ago! I was never given the chance. We all have a story that can make some form of change or have a huge input. Instead of having people voices drown or have them disappear. They should be heard as well if they can’t do it by themselves a boost from someone else wouldn’t hurt. It doesn’t mean you’re weak, it just means whatever or whoever kept bringing you down has made it difficult to get back up. I got a hand and now I’m reaching out mine. I will keep fighting and moving forward because that’s the only direction life is heading. If no one else believes that I can then they can fall behind. I’ve found my voice.
Fight Song by Rachel Platten