I Know All About You Now

You thought the silence meant you won. Thought the years would keep you covered. Thought nobody would speak the words That would pull back the curtain. But silence is not surrender. Sometimes silence is survival. Sometimes people hold the truth Until they finally feel entitled. A week ago the door opened. A voice finally broke the chain. And everything you thought was buried Started calling out your name. You thought nobody would know. You thought nobody would see. But truth does not disappear Just because it waits patiently. The silence broke. The truth came through. The story changed. Now they see you. I know all about you now. Not the version that you sell. Not the story that you crafted. Not the mask you wear so well. I know all about you now. And the room is finally bright. Because the things you called confusion Were the things she knew that night. You can hide behind explanations. You can hide behind the years. But truth does not need permission When it finally appears. You thought a closed mouth meant a weak voice. You thought a child would never speak. You thought time would make the memory fade, Make the truth too hard to reach. But you misunderstood the silence. You misunderstood the pain. You mistook someone protecting others For someone who had nothing to say. She carried what she carried Because she loved the ones around her. She held the weight of consequences That never should have found her. And now the question changes. It is no longer what she knew. The question is what you do When the truth finally comes for you. No more explanations. No more twisting what was said. No more asking wounded people To defend what they have lived. No more hiding in the shadows. No more calling silence peace. No more making someone carry What belongs to those who caused the grief. You thought silence was protection. It was a warning. You thought nobody would hear her. They are listening now. You thought time would erase it. Time revealed it. I know all about you now. Not because I chased revenge. Because the truth stepped into daylight And it will not leave again. I know all about you now. And I don't need to destroy you. Truth has its own gravity. It always pulls through. No more explanations. No more hiding in the gray. The silence is over. The truth is here. A voice was quiet. A voice was waiting. But a voice was never gone. And when the wounded finally speak... We listen.