"Start to speak up my dear"
Thats what they said.
My introvert character bother them all
My silent remain in great though.
Within my silent am not weak
But stronger than you observe.
Shaken by a wrong talks
Chatter long with a right being.
Words that remain confuse aren't mine
I might lose in that.
But reach it out on my gift
You might love it on your own.
©kmong
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