I am the quiet one
that nobody expects much from.
I like to read, write, and
think alone.
I observe others in their loudness
and my silence.
I prefer keeping my thoughts to myself
and asking questions that nobody has the answer to.
I am the piece of the puzzle
that doesn’t fit.
I always ask myself
Why is it hard to be like them?
Why I don’t like things
that most of them do?
Why is it hard to find
myself in the loudness?
Why is it always me?
I have been bearing
the question in my heart since I got to know the world.
Why do I always notice people and try
to make them comfortable while they walk confidently?
Why is it always me?
Maybe because
I am the quiet one
that nobody notices…
In the last post, I wrote about how in silence I have started to embrace the loudness that comes with it and then I realize how as a person I have become so quiet. So I decided to write this post in a poem format but in a free way. I wanted to try something new and I just went with it. I hope you guys like it.
Till we meet again, Be Happy, Be Grateful, and Keep Smiling – a girl who likes to write.
A girl who likes to write 