The real reason that I don't talk much is because I'm afraid.
Afraid I'll say the wrong thing,
afraid that I'll hurt someone,
say something that makes no sense,
or say something that doesn't have anything to do with what's being talked about at the moment and embarrass myself.
I don't talk
because I'm afraid of being judged.
I don't talk
because I don't really think anyone cares what I have to say.
I don't talk
because I know people just find me annoying and weird.
I don't talk
because I can feel their eyes judging me, watching me and my body language, trying to figure me out as if I'm some puzzle.
I don't talk
because I can hear them silently criticising every single word I say.
I don't talk
because I don't think I have anything interesting or worthwhile to say,
and I don't think anyone would listen anyways,
because in reality, my opinion doesn't matter.
It doesn't change anything, so why say it?
I don't talk
because I'm afraid I'll say something I'll regret later,
so,
I don't talk,
and regret what I didn't say
instead.
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The Light in the Dark (Completed)
PoetryCover made by the amazing @mikeyspizzadope (go check them out they're cool) It's 3 A.M., and you can't sleep. Your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest. Your ears are ringing, echoing in your brain, and everything hurts so badly. Your...
