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I am the voice that stays silent because when I am vocal I cannot be heard,

But somehow in the midst of my peace and solitude I draw attention like a fly to light,

They be askin why aint she speakin, what is she too good?, Is she better than me….

No quite the opposite actually,

For I want to be pronounced but when I try folks are so quick to easily shut me out and turn me down,

So I remain in a comatose of observation and thoughts,

Torn between rather to conform or set apart myself from the usual,

Or should I stay unusual keepin folks guessin like chess as to what my next move will be,

You see it is the inevitable that keeps the attention of the unknowing self ,

Causing one to do a re-check and evaluate oneself,

But I still feel torn as to….. do I stay silent or vocalize the prize I carry inside?

Or should I make it a sur-prize sparking excitement and shock to those who thought they had me figured out,

Well I think in my eyes surprise is more interesting and keeps life upbeat,

But hey even some of the biggest surprises obtain defeat,

So I sit in solitude once again just wondering when my THEN’S will become my long awaited WHEN!
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