People say to talk
So I do
I talk and talk and talk
But then nobody seems to listen
So what's the point?
What's the point in stating my opinions
My feelings
my secrets
my mind
They are mine so why should I share them
If nobody actually listens
Don't ask me to open up
Then talk over me when I do
Or act like what I'm saying isn't valid
When I keep things to myself
I don't need the validation - -
I know they are valid
But when I speak them people don't listen
Which makes me rethink everything
I know what I feel,
I write what I feel
And Writing doesn't judge my thoughts
So stop asking for me to spill out my every waking thought
if you don't want to actually close your mouth and open your ears
I don't need to speak my feelings I have paper
So, It's up to you whether I open up or not.
I don't choose my quietness - you do
YOU ARE READING
Where Sorrow Meets Sunset - A Book of Poems
PoetryPoems ranging from love and happiness to pain and existence. This book of poems holds raw, unfiltered poems written from the soul. Some are fun and silly and others are deep and meaningful. Take the journey of emotions through these original poems.
