"Speak" genre: Folk Rock
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	A song I wrote about rape, partially inspired by the book of the same title by Laurie Halse Anderson. Fairly good quality...I'm still learning after all. Those sensitive to the subject of rape should listen with caution.
	CD: Child of Tuesday (upcoming)   Label: -- Credits: Lyrics and music by Sarah Wheeler
	Story Behind the Song This song originally was about drugs, until I wrote these lyrics. They fit perfectly with the music, so I changed it. Either way, this song wanted to be controversial, as "Speak" deals with the issue of rape. I inadvertantly was inspired by the book "Speak" by Laurie Halse Anderson. Melinda, the main character, has such a strong voice, and I think she really takes over in this song. This is by no way a final version, just an experimental first edition, so be warned. Those sensitive to the subject of rape should listen with caution. Lyrics "Speak" I am sarcasm bordering on boredom And I think you've said all you have to say 'Cause if it isn't your opinion It just gets in your way Right in front of you, all of me For you to see What do you have to say When the veil is taken away My bedsheets are so tight Don't dare to dream Don't dream of begging You know my silence is diamond But I've run out of things not to say The monster is lurking nearby somewhere And you know I can swallow your glares My wind, my words blow right through you 'Cause all you can taste is air When I speak Speak Oh, speak What parts of you are listening? Speak, just speak Can't coil it inside anymore No, no, no No, no, no She left long ago With her Pretty Pretty Princess clique in tow And there is blood on the snow From my lips From my innocence And the fear, the fear He's here 'Cause he's got his hands and zippers I've just got the truth and my whimpers And I fought For my mother For my sister While the trees watched me die When I speak Speak Oh, speak What parts of you are listening? Speak, just speak Can't coil it inside anymore When I scream Do you hear my undertones? No, I said I said I said no No, no, no I know I can stomach your glares Because all you taste is my air

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