Trapped

How would you feel if your own words were the enemy

When ever I speak I feel like their intent is to plot against me

They like to repeat themsevles, pause and take my breath away

I am left with a feeling of shame, ebarrasment, and dismay

How would you feel if your own words were the enemy

And everyone around you could speak so fluently

Why am I plagued with such a  curse

These emotions I tell you... they leave me feleling hurt

I may got my life plan mapped

But it will take courage to no longer feel trapped