I am quiet most of the time.
I just stare and think.
My words get frozen within my lungs
And I believe my thoughts are deadly
And there's probably a quarantine
Surrounding my lungs.
People tend to ask me,
"Why are you so quiet?"
I just smile, laugh, and shrug.
I am quiet most of the time
But my mind is
L O U D.
My mind is
S C R E A M I N G.
I wish I weren't quiet
I wish I shared my emotions easily.
I do not know how to start.
My words get frozen within my
Swollen lungs.
