To Speak

I was never one to speak up. I was content being invisible. My parents always said that I was just too shy. But that’s not true.

My real reason?

I had nothing to say. I always felt that my words were never important. I always felt I wasn’t good enough to be heard. My teachers would always say, “You have a voice.” And some of my classmates believed them.

I didn’t.

Now I regret not believing. Maybe they were right. Maybe I did have a voice.

I just didn’t let it out.

I just hope it’s not too late.


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