i was never a quiet girl

another day trips by,
the hours pass to quick,
but the days linger.
a secret to keep,
a shared smile, a smirk.

how much of my life
has been lived in silence?

i'm not a quiet girl,
but i will be
when i have to be.
and i have always
had to be.

one day, my life
will be lived out loud
and i wont have to
tiptoe around.
the lines on the page
will be articulate,
voiced but in action
and not in hiding.

i'll be me and
finally
somebody
somewhere
wont mind.