I want to speak
But it's midnight
I am silent
Lips sewn shut like a suture of a medical student
My eyes darting side to sideAnd There's a child
and I want to make them happy
and I want to make them smile
because no child deserves to frownBut too many cooks spoil the broth
Too many people are overbearing
And I want to speak
But I'm still
silent
YOU ARE READING
Wake up and smell the carbon monoxide
PoetryOnly a poet see the beauty in what they hate