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5d
Around a trusted few
I let my walls down,

I silence the harsh voices in my head
to share with them, unfiltered,
my stories, not yet said

So when you tell me after
that my voice is too intense
That my stories were too long
and my emotions too immense

I wonder why I spoke at all
If only to be too much
I wonder if you care at all
to hear my thoughts untouched

I know I’m loud and spirited too
but I thought I could be myself
around you

I thought you liked me as I am
I thought you’d listen to my stories,
I thought you’d understand
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MuseumofMax  22/Gender Fluid
(22/Gender Fluid)   
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