thunderstorm

Stuck sitting there in my seat

Stewing in silence

Unable to speak

But there’s a thunderstorm shaking within me

A small cloud of rage

Rattling the bars of its cage

And it’s screaming

Screaming for silence

Screaming for peace

Crying out for a moment

Where I can just be me

With no homework

No grades

None of this stress and pain

None of this planning for tomorrow

No mountain-sized burden of others’ sorrows

But I’ve brought it all down on myself

And now I don’t know how

To ask for help

So I’m

Stuck sitting here in this seat

Stewing in silence

Unable to speak

Why can’t I speak?

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