Stuck in the middle of what to explore,
I just can’t bring my feelings to the fore.
People make fun of me, yes they do;
Doesn’t it hurt, yes does too.
They laugh at how clumsily I walk,
And smirk over my silly talks.
They judge a book by it’s cover,
But that doesn’t mean I need a makeover.
You need to understand other’s mind and soul,
And stop treating the world like a fish bowl.
These thought of mine are never made known,
Coz not all feelings are meant to be shown.
When people fail to understand me,
Ignorance is the only key-
To ward away any only thoughts,
And to stop before I say or think rot.
My insulters are often greeted with a smile,
To know the real me certainly takes a while.
People walk away, never to realize,
I too have feelings but mute my cries…