Poem: Speak up

Words elude me
When it’s most important
There is nothing to say
When I must say something.

You do not speak for me
And I must speak for myself
And stand tall
And don’t waiver.

It would be nice to know
My own mind
My own strengths
My own goals.

It would be nice to accomplish
What I want to accomplish
Which is what?

No words. No idea. Just the vague,
Foggy knowledge.
When something is wrong and it’s my turn and the ball’s in my court.

It’s my moment. The spotlight’s on me.
How will I use this next moment…?

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