Speak up

When I was young

I was one of those shy,

Girls,

Who always sat, in the back of the class room

Kept, her head down and her mouth shut

Let everyone walk over her

Cared what they thought of her

Now that shes fifty years old

With all the work experience and all the

Friends and people she has met

Over the years.

They have showed her how to grow

As a individual

Have the confidence to speak, out for who she, is and what she, believes in

Now middle age, is just another stage

In life we go through and she doesn’t give a

F…

what others think of her

The shy girl, may still be there at times but

She, has now grown into a woman

Who speaks, her mind

Sticks,

Up for her son

Her friends

Co- workers

Sits, in front of the room

Will talk, to whoever she wants

And will stand up, not only for herself but others

Who may need a voice

For a individual

Like the shy, young girl, she once was