Echoes of my silence

So noble in thoughts
But weak in action
Killed by hope
And blessed by nostalgia

Mediocrity's
Model student
Way too scared
Afraid to speak up

I'm growing silent
Brewage of eloquence
Elixir of emotions
Losing its effect

The echoes of my silence
Reverbs from the past
The echoes of my silence
Reverbs from the dark

Despite its violence
I keep my silence
Keep this privilege
Rather than being wrong

I’m keeping quiet
Words slipping away
Nothing left to do
Nothing to say

A spell put on me
No chance to break free
Imprisoning myself in towers of fear
Burying the past by holding back my tears

All my violence
Burning in the past
I leave in silence
The echoes will last