Listen Up!

Cotton.

Wax.

Synthetic Earplugs.

My own forefingers.

Anything to block out these sounds

I know I shouldn’t.

I know I should listen.

Listen

Become smarter

Learn from those around me.

Admit that I am wrong

But it sends shivers up my spine.

Makes me feel like the 5 year old again with him standing over me

Screaming that I was wrong

And stupid

And never going to become anything.

And if I had the strength

I’d flush it all away.

I would let it all just go

Forget these things and become the person I could be.

But its easier said than done

And I’m a little hard of hearing.