I remember the days when you grabbed me and told me not to talk. If I lie, you can see it, in my eyes. In that moment. I had so much to say to you. Because you took my voice and you took control over me. But know words come out of my mouth.I have no control over myself. I was your prisoner. You have me second-guess myself for everything. I have so much to tell you, but you took that always. When you took my voice. But with all that looked at me. I realized one thing I had in my voice. You just didn't hear me. I was talking with my word. That was the only time I felt a free to speak. I am going to take it to the next level. Reflection of my life. Just like my book, I am take out. I am speaking with my words and motions. I will never give up on me because i know the words i say are true. Because I can I feel the pain to back up. So my eyes won't give me up.Only one person who always listens to me. That my father in heaven. Who knows my heart and soul. When I talk to him in prayer. I know he listened. Because I live another day to talk to my angel around me. With my father, I don't need words. Because my heart speaks for me.
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