Psst....

Words are often suppressed by everyone. Especially by those who think with their head.
They may have a good heart, but perhaps a smarter mind. Their minds are editors and edit out words that seem unnecessary. A screening process if you will.

Then there are those who speak from their hearts. Without thinking and perhaps less careful. They mean well, Intentions are swell and yet more often than not they are banished to holy hell.

Speaking comes with many prior clauses and conditions. It isn't easy to say what you feel always. Perhaps most relationships would go kaput if you will. One has to choose his or her words wisely. Its the fine balance of your tippy toes that stand at the edge of a creaky wooden plank overlooking a sea of sharks waiting to devour you. We are editors of our potentially shocking conversations and we are liars and we cherish understating and use white lies to maintain our peace. We the speakers of our varied undertones.

We the mute. We the silent
We bravely think, we rarely speak.
We mouth rehearsed lines from a screened pre-approved script
Are we cowards?
Or are we smart?

In my silence I will hold my courage
And upon your silence, I will count on

And in our silences I will assume that life is a cloud bubble
with careful font.

And as we continue to live the way we are expected to, it must be disappointing for our unspoken words
Words that would perhaps change the world. May be not for the better. But different

As i mull over these 'pointless' thoughts
I invite you to mull over yours

One thing's for sure. Ours is a noisy silent world.