You think you're lucky I hold my tongue, That keeps me from speaking what's been done. You believe you're the only one who feels, But if I shared my mind, you'd quickly reveal. They say the tongue holds power, but I say beware, Mind your words, or consequences will ensue there. My silence isn't tolerance, just restraint, If I speak up, words might spill, causing pain. So, know this: I'm action, not just empty talk.