Talk to me
My previous life It was filled with silence and dismissal Ignored and disappeared on For hours Days Weeks Months In my previous life I was often left alone in the dark With no answers nor explanation On what was really going on In my previous life My voice meant nothing Up to a point where Speechless Becomes Hopeless And somewhere along the way That life of silence turned into a life of lies If silence could kill I would have died Many, many times Already So listen, I certainly don't need Another lifetime of ghosting and stonewalling So Talk to me Or get lost