I Can’t Keep Quiet

 

“Quiet”

Written by MILCK and AG

Produced by AG

 

put on your face

know your place

shut up and smile

don’t spread your legs

I could do that

 

But no one knows me no one ever will

if I don’t say something, if I just lie still

Would I be that monster, scare them all away

If I let the-em hear what I have to say

 

I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh

I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh

A one woman riot, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

 

I can’t keep quiet

For anyone

Anymore

 

Cuz no one knows me no one ever will

if I don’t say something, take that dry blue pill

they may see that monster, they may run away

But I have to do this, do it anyway

I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh

I can’t keep quiet, no oh oh oh oh oh oh

A one woman riot, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh I can’t keep quiet

 

Let it out Let it out

Let it out now

There’ll be someone who understands

Let it out Let it out

Let it out now
Must be someone who’ll understand

Let it out Let it out

Let it out now

There’ll be someone who understands

Let it out Let it out

Let it out now

 

I can’t keep quiet

 

 

https://www.icantkeepquiet.org/

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The One Thing you Want to Believe the Most

This depression is killing me, actually, besides wishing my physical death, i am already dead inside.

There is no hope, no light, no energy, no prospectives of ever leaving this suffer behind, no hope of ever being a “normal” person, no hope in ever trusting somebody again, no hope in ever seing men as a normal being that can actually be good to you.

They were my monsters, they still are. I wish i could see them differently, but i can’t, because there is none. Is THERE?
Is there a diferente one that will eventually love a woman properly?
And is there any for me?

It is so hurtful:
I just wanted to believe there are some good men in this world, wanted to believe the type of men i meet so far (all dirt and trash)is not the only type that exists in the world.
2 very dear friends of my heart, 2 that i trust very much, told me there are some of them like that… but I can’t see them. I just can’t…

Do you know how much that hurts?
The one thing you want to believe the most…you just can’t do it…
IT HURTS
It takes away the willing to live, it takes my gut of ever being a normal one… it takes everybit of hope from me…