Words don't roll off my tongue
Prefer being lodged in my throat
Tickle, Consciousness pricking
Fear induced swallows of Constricted truth
Dare I speak/ What would the world say
Dare I speak/ What would the world think
Naked thought aint' exactly P.C.
Honesty usually isn't policy's best
Especially choosing irony outlined boundaries
Hypocritical VERBS metamorphosis
Stuck, Awaiting liberation
Dare I Speak Me? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Speak! you have every to speak, but, whether people listen or not is the separate issue, so we have to change ourselves for other, because we can't talk to birds, parrots and animals...Most of the time we do not speak our mind out for the sake of courtesy