A Sunday Poem

If only we would listen more than we speak.

Our true voices would be cherished, hugged, kissed on the cheek

Words will always poison more than bumps ever will

Too many of them will get you lost in a crowd

Oh people stay silent, just let your heart speak

Swooped into the rush we go, lost for our own thoughts

Every one of us a firework, ready for shot

But only we ourselves really understand us

But why can’t they just listen

Us people we have a whole unique language inside

One to be proud of, One to let shine

By unknown

By holistikatie

Hi readers! My name is Katie, a dance & wellness coach full time by day, I like to make people move their bodies to feel alive! I studied for a Masters in Health Promotion & here you will find all things wellness, life, self belief & real talk! I live in Bonnie Scotland & like to write to share my perspective in this world as I navigate my way though, & to connect with you all who drop by to read & share yours too, writing also saves me money on therapy..

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