As I write this poem
Something is bothering inside me
It could be how I breathe
Or what I'm afraid
A person so simple
It could be me?
Who possess kindness and concern
That's what others would say.
But see who I am?
There is something I fear of
Something that invisibly dragging my soul
Towards the coldness of silence.
For what I feel right now,
Is something I couldn't bear to say
For someone I barely trust
Who never seem to understand me.