“If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing.”
If you think I’m quiet, you can probably guess why.
Should I contain or voice my anger? Resign or defy?
I’ve tried various options in the past—have no doubt;
They are all glorified dead ends—there’s no way out.
Like driving in the dark, you can only see so far.
You’re limited to the distance of the lighted tar.
So enter not the obscure to be potentially mislead,
I’ll stay on familiar grounds and be mute instead.
I can no longer give you my heart on a platter
But keep it close to me because I know I matter.