Perhaps zipping my lips is what I need to do
Be silent as I was when I was a child
And quickly move away from danger
without saying a word....
a choice I have as an adult and didn't have when I was a
child of 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
etcetera years old
Suffering torment and watching it
unable to do anything about it
when I was little
Now I can close up, walk away
And still hide in my room or under the bed
or in the closet
or anywhere I choose
to stay away from mean people
One of the first lessons a child learns;
mean or nice
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