Muted

She was a chatterbox

Outgoing and spirited

Blasting chats on full volume

Like a party animal

Little did she know

She was hit by the mute button

By people outside her

Walking in the vows of silence

Heavy and dejected

Fighting over and over

For her voice to be heard

“Hear me out please!”

Ringing through the void

Before giving herself into silence

The lump in her throat

Slowly turned into a knot

Blocking out her voice

With no words coming out from her

And ‘X’ black tape covering her muth

Soon finding herself

Being on mute.

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Ava Patterson