I Found Myself Alone
Freedom of speech comes with a severe caveat
When I spoke nothing, I was considered a docile, shy person.
When I spoke what others wanted to hear, I was praised for being smart and intellectual.
When I spoke things that made others feel happy and good about themselves, I was admired for being a polite and compassionate person.
But
When I spoke my mind freely, I was considered rude and inconsiderate.
When I spoke out the thoughts I connect with, I was considered strange and weird.
When I spoke of my opinions on certain topics, I was laughed at or shunned.
The more I spoke my heart out, the more I saw people leave.
When I was done pouring my heart out, I found myself alone.
I was free but alone.