Silence allows for self reflection

But that is unwanted

Why would I want to think of myself

Of my mistakes

I’d rather think of others:

How I must help my mom

She is limited

How I must help my boyfriend

He is stressed

How I can make my dad proud

He is overworked

One might say I live for others

When I was young and the silence came

I didn’t want to live at all

It was those who loved me that convinced me

I should stay

In staying, I will do good

I will help when I can

That is what I think of

What more can I do?