Silence

You say I talk to my friends too much
And you not enough,
But I can see their words
And I cannot always hear yours.
You get angry when I laugh at them
And not at your silliness,
But I can read their words easily
When listening to you is hard.
Fix it, you say.
I have tried.
They tell me nothing is wrong.
Don't you see how afraid I am?
Don't you know the silence terrifies me?
And how I dread the day
When music is no more to me
Than words on a page?

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene