The silent self

Yawn I say to people who try and tear us down, their boring. You have a right to express yourself and your strengths, you are a voice, you are someone else's sound in a mute world. The business and chaos may have flat lined temporarily, in the pursuit of noise and adventure we are privvy to sharp arrows and daggers at the back. No one should tell you who you are, you are the tiptoes when the world creeps into a lazy sleep.