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  • Maggie Lahm


Call on me, call on me, call on me.

There is so much to say.

Words on the tip of my tongue,

just waiting to fall out.

Thoughts running around in circles

all around my head,

just waiting to run out

of my mouth.

But I’m scared, I'm so scared,

What if I am wrong?

What if I don't say the right thing?

What if this… What if that?

These thoughts run alongside those thoughts,

so eager to get out.

But how could I be?

These are my thoughts,

my opinions, my ideas,

and they should be shared.

He tells me to share them.

He tells me my thoughts can’t be wrong–

But can’t they?

A war is going on inside my brain.

Each side battling to win.

To be set free at last.



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