I feel so shouted at
I can't hear the sound of my own thoughts.
Just the crowd noise the loud boys that frown upon and drown me out
I have no right to reply
So tongue-tied
If you opened me up
You'd find my words tangled inside.
How can I get out
Find a way through the traffic
The screeching horns and metal scream
The rubber squeals around me
So deafening so proud so don't open your mouth
Keep shut keep tight keep close to the ground
Don't make a sound.
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