My Thoughts Are Louder Than I'll Ever Be
I live in my head.
I’m a caged bird that only sings for itself,
for the world never hears my songs.
My voice catches in my throat.
I choke on words.
I won’t ever speak for myself,
for I drown myself in thought
Like dancing in the black of night,
or shouting into the void of space.
I don’t want to be seen or heard,
but I still want to be felt.
I want to be felt
as the fluttering in your chest,
or the pounding of your heart.
Maybe even warm your soul,
because I know what it feels like to be cold.
I’m a caged bird that only sings for itself,
for the world never hears my songs.
My voice catches in my throat.
I choke on words.
I won’t ever speak for myself,
for I drown myself in thought
Like dancing in the black of night,
or shouting into the void of space.
I don’t want to be seen or heard,
but I still want to be felt.
I want to be felt
as the fluttering in your chest,
or the pounding of your heart.
Maybe even warm your soul,
because I know what it feels like to be cold.