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This poem is intended to be an encouragement for those who, for whatever reason, have found themselves suppressed, undermined, and silenced... or something like that, falling somewhere on that blurry scale of defining abuse.This is for those who've grown weak, and have allowed others to speak for them. Sad thing is, the ones who are all too willing to "help" you, and speak for you on/about things, are usually driven by their own underhanded agendas. This results in a psychological double-negative: not only did you not express yourself on a matter, but you are now misrepresented (lied about), so who you are, what you're about, how you feel about something, no matter how trivial the matter, is skewed, condemning you further into the Abyss Of The Misunderstood, resulting in more damage to relationships that are most likely already compromised by years upon years of lies.Who speaks in manipulative, deceitful ways among family members? Usually it's someone who has done much harm, openly or secretly, and wants an accessory to their "crimes". So they don't stand alone in their ways. So they can tarnish your image further, driving a wedge between loved ones, and readily "being the only one who cares" when you have nowhere else to turn. Do you know this type?Who's doing the speaking for you? Nobody? Good for you. Please keep it that way.This note could be condensed into a much shorter version - Stop lying, if you lie. Start speaking up, if you think your voice won't be heard. Do it anyway.-A Former Victim, who got her head screwed on straight, is still a bit damaged, but much wiser... and on to you snakes.