• Stop it, I’m not what you think.
    No matter what I thought I couldn’t say anything it was like my jaw was wired shut.
    Standing there in a state of inaction, paralyzed by their words.
    I never thought words could hold this kind of power over me.
    The room held a dim atmosphere, it felt like the ground fell from beneath me.
    Then the question came, “Do you have anything to say?”
    I didn’t say anything, I just looked at my feet.
    That was it, even as they let me go I was not free.
    I had caged myself in my own silence.
    I was a prisoner of my inaction.
    For that I have only myself to blame.