I had my time of silence,
People nicknamed me
“The Shadow “
It didn’t bother me,
I was aware to their eyes
I earned it by my actions.
It was their lack of understanding,
I couldn’t explain it back then.
Talking wasn’t my thing,
I was an avid observant of anyone and anything,
I kept my words in journals.
Until the day arrived
I spoke my guts out loud.
They tried to lower the volume of my voice,
Nobody could do it,
Not even now.
By: Diana Arco