Quivering

October 26, 2017

I've been moving my lips for years and years,

but no words burst forth, there are so few listening ears.

I search and I search for someone who would understand,

but my fears and failures seem so out of hand.

All these faces around me- I quiver like a leaf.

All these judgements they make- is there any relief?

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