So crying makes me weak
And speaking makes me defensive
My silence makes me guilty
And my choice of words makes me rude
My eyes make me judgmental
And my preferences make me boring
Me caring makes me clingy
And me being myself makes me a loner

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Thought Wave
PoetryA compilation of words that make sense to me. Most are reflections and alternate perspectives to my reality. So yeah here's a part of how my mind interprets situations... Only in poetry
what makes me?
So crying makes me weak
And speaking makes me defensive
My silence makes me guilty
And my choice of words makes me rude
My eyes make me judgmental
And my preferences make me boring
Me caring makes me clingy
And me being myself makes me a loner