"I Have So Much to Say" - Poetry, by Esther Nunoo

I have so much to say

Yet due to my culture I keep it all tucked away
In fear of being thought of as absurd
Or even being ridiculed for my unique words
But in my mind these words are too strong hold
And this stuff always need to be controlled
That's why I refuse to drink
Instead I just sit and think
Cause I know once I let these words go
There's no going back; I'm under a stronghold
My words will destroy and demolish many things
They will draw back, cut, and pull many strings
They will kill without mercy and intrude without curtsy
That's the stuff my strongholds bring
Yet it's not even like people try to make me feel repressed
I'm just on a whole different spectrum I guess
I have a whole different way of dealing with stress
Which makes me sometimes feel that even God cannot comprehend this mess
And He's my creator so that’s gotta tell you somethin'
If He don't understand then I can't tell no one nothin'

I guess I'm just not meant to be heard or understood
Maybe it's one of the few things that does this world some good
It's dangerous to keep all this inside I'm told
But that's the consequence of having strongholds.