misunderstood

I used to keep all of my feelings nuzzled inside, and when they seeped out, I learned to joke to explain it all. Charm them! Or: I’d fight to say bare minimum. Walls. Highly sensitive, I didn’t know how to put words to feelings. Too many feelings! I sat in my front yard and ran

Burden

stay quiet in fear you may actually be seen. shout harsh words, spitting into the air like punches may be thrown. still a scared, scarred little girl controlling her commanding attention now. thinking before speaking: aren’t I wise? an analytical rant, followed by an ignorant and privileged aside. canibesmallercanibesmallercani anywhere that will seize me up