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.