Fear stopped me from speaking,

Fear that I might lose him,

Yet I still lost him even without speaking,

Still I learned by losing him,

Learned not to stop speaking.


My words flow as I remember those that I have lost,

Others say don’t speak,

Yet I keep speaking because of each one that I lost,

I don’t listen to others who say don’t speak,

I don’t listen because I overcame each pain that came when I lost.


Others say I’m going to end up alone,

I say “I rather be me,”

I’ll be me even if I end up alone,

After all, I rather be with someone who wants to listen to me,

Yet deep inside I know I’ll be okay if I end up alone.