'Because I am not silent,'

I've seen silent, and, 

I am not her.

Silent holds herself

to a different

standard

that are just 

out of arms

                  reach.

She rises to the occasion,

ready to get stuff done

for the day whatever might

that be, but she does

so with grace.

Silent doesn't like

leaving

people behind,

but when they reach 

being at odds with her

she'll put you out of mind.

Because

I am not 

silent; I do not

bit my tongue & say

how I feel.

I write palaces

on paper;

My pen

helps convey strong

foundations unwavered

by the wind or weather.

While she 

builds tents

in the 

dark;

leaves lights

on in

the distance

to show

where she 

is, but

leaves the 

doors locked.

I am not

silent.

I'm still learning my name, 

still grasping my 

footing

around her.

We were born 

together 

in a since 

two-sides 

of the same 

coin.

You see her 

when you look 

at me.

-She wears my smile 

when she needs 

to be brave. 

I wear her solidarity 

when I need grounded.-

I guess you can say 

that the reason

I worry

I take up Too Much Room

is because I never go

anywhere

without her.

I hold the light 

that casts 

her shadows.

We both wear & share 

the same voice.

-She scoves

at my loud whispers &

I mock her

saying she needs

to speak up, - but

We do not 

demand each other to change

Evolution is inevitable.

I 

already changed once

for her

even when she didn't ask

me to.

I did it because

somewhere in highschool

I felt more

doormate

               than human;

my skin

                become flattened,

                my bones

       began

to fail in

            holding me up

                             right,

                my face

convinced 

needed

make up

to cover the foot prints or

the dark circles under

my eyes.

Lesson #1:

Caring what others

thought takes a toll;

One you can't pay

with what little cash 

you have.

She was ready to 

throw in the towel;

I resented her for that

therefore

I spoke up;

I spoke up,

set time 

back

became human again.

I used to be silent.

I used to be

silent,

but I'm not anymore.

If I ever become

silent,

you'll know in the difference.

you'll see her

in the front seat 

driving the car 

neither of us has

the license to operate.

Don't ask me why,

neither of us

will know how to answer.

Just let me

find myself

find me

aid in finding herself

again,

let the fights

let the bickering

and the late night 

meetings 

come to a end.

I'll come back.

I always do. But;

So does she.