when did you become so quiet?
i don’t remember when i lost my voice
it must have been quite a while ago
since my silence became all that i know
however, i do not regret this choice.
it’s whispering love that beats screaming hate
i was foolish to believe otherwise
i abused my words, i was soon despised
unfortunately i noticed too late
so i muted myself like a tv
and punished myself through silent self-harm
fortunately, long sleeves cover my arms
maybe if they can’t hear me, they can’t see
yes, in my head there were blaring alarms
but the only one who heard them was me.
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