Poem number six:
A small tiny sound in the back of your brain,
It tells you to shut up, to be quiet, to be silent.
No words can escape your mouth,
No sound, no syllables, no stutters.
Just be quiet: don't utter a single word,
Stay unnoticed, invisible, forever shy.
Don't stand up; run as fast as you can,
Curl up and hide; until they forget you.
Ignore their taunts and teases,
Don't speak, don't think, don't do anything.
Just continue to run and hide,
Until you are strong enough
To face the voices.