Why am I so quiet?
There is a storm brewing in my heart.
When I spoke you interrupted me.
My voice is soft and supple.

Your interruption are so predictable i've stopped trying.
I am worried what you may think of me.
Anxiety makes my mind blank.
My tongue numb.
Sometimes I want someone who will listen. (Really).

I don't want to be noticed.
I just want to be appreciated.
What if I had fallen on my knees.
On a cold iced water and I could not breathe.
Screaming on a top of a mountain.
Asking for a chance to move on.💌🔥💌🔥