Quiet

It’s a silent day within my mind
A day of silly musings and curious thoughts
It is not angry or cold
Just very

Quiet

Perhaps it was the tears given away
Perhaps it was the admittance of weakness
And acknowledgment of humanity
Maybe it was escaping them
Whatever it was,
Now I am

Quiet

Through blue orbs
I observe the goings on
And soft, rhythmic beats
Pulse in my ear
Speeding up people as they pass by,
Slowing down those who run
Every glance as obvious as a car bomb
But with a straight mouth
And ever watching
I feel

Quiet

And insecure

And its scary

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