They say, speak your truth

I’m scared

To open my mouth

To let my thoughts unravel

To speak my truth

And be vulnerable

Experience has thought me

It only leads to judgment

As if I’m on trial

As if I’m being assessed

The question all over their face is

What kind of crazy is she?

Their words pierce through me

Worst than my own thoughts

Their words might come with good intentions

But in times of need

It doesn't lead to clarity

They say “speak your truth”

It will set you free

But will it?

Will the judgment set you free?

Or will it weigh you down?