Mute

Although my lips are moving, No sound is coming out,

I am mute

I stand there, believing that I am talking

No one notices me

No one comes to me in curiosity to hear what I have to say,

I stand there,

Unseen,

Unheard,

Unrecognized from everyone around me

I am someone who always sits in her seat, never taking a stand

I stay quiet to prevent the attention that would soon rule over me

I never raised my hand in class, I was too afraid

I had given up on so many battles because

I was mute,

I lost so many things

Belongings,

Friends,

Even family

The next time I won't be so weak