From time to time, I get told I'm very quiet, and my response is a shy smile and a shrug. But on the inside, a conflict arises. The frustration is overwhelming, I scream but not a sound is made. They say actions speak louder then words, but if that is the case, who do they only pay attention to the two words I say, which are "I'm okay.?"

I'm sorry my love is
a stubborn silence
and not the singing of the rain.
I'm sorry all I do is stare
and hope for you to hear
what's in my head.
Sometimes I forget that
people aren't books,
And that we have more than
just hearts in our chests.
Sometimes I'd rather bleed
than speak,
And hope that you
don't mind the mess.
I see now that life is full
Of people leaving.
And listening to them saying goodbye
won't make them stay.
But my voice has always felt like
an echo in a cave.
And Courage is a word
I have yet to define.
But if you give me a "next time"
I'll try
Because you saw me when
I was a ghost -
And I saw you and felt
like I was home.
Maybe my silence can be
The echo in your bones.

Oceans shy to offer
Ink to express your beauty
It is too little

I am a snail I like to go slow and stay behind.
I wish I was a video tape so I could hit rewind.
I'm not the person I used to be.
I hate that I feel like it's just me.
I am a turtle and I hide in my shell.
I do not like it when people yell.
I do not like the outside.
I just stay home and say at least I tried?
I am  a rat you may not even know I'm there.
It's okay I know you don't even care.
I know all I do is fear it .
But I haven't lost all of my spirit.

Full moon and she  .  .  .
Beauties without crescent smile,                                                           ­             
  .  .  .  Naked in starlight.

I know you are close by because my heart is racing like a first date kiss.

You caught me off guard last time but I'm ready for you now.  It's not like I'm

a little boy.  You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen.  I could

walk up to you and introduce myself but I don't feel like it right now.  Better yet,

I'll turn away like I never saw you.  Boy, that will show you.  As you pass,

you brush your hair back and smile.  You own this moment.  You know what's

going on.  I turn and watch you walk up the street.  Now it's my moment.

I just turned and walked into a street sign.

It occurs when your talking to someone that means alot to you
When you have nothing to say so you look down at your shoe
Then your crush actually says hi are you ok
You say yes how was your day as you think about wat next to say
You have a meaningful conversation until you choke in surprise
She says something but you just cant believe your eyes
I personally choke when i talk to girls all the time
Wow how rich I would be if every time it happened I got a dime

For my morning run, it rains again.
I run into town every morning anyway.
Some day they'll be flooding, I think, when
the rain realizes it won't stop my foray.
Oddly, no one in this town would blame me then.
I think that's what keeps me on my merry way.

It's hard to step out of my sunny shell, and let the rain soak my hide.
Yet I'll keep smiling when it rains; that means once again I made it outside.