heard

When I open my mouth to speak

And no words are coming out

I am scolded for my rudeness

Yelled at for my loss of words

When I speak and words come out

But they do not sound like they should

I am stared at, briefly

And then left alone again

When I speak, and I am heard

I think This is what I want

Sometimes, all I want

Is to be listened to...

hazy...

Around

My whole day spins

I'm tired

So leave me alone

And don't talk to me

Those are my thoughts, sometimes

Today, my wish nearly came true on the wrong day

None of the guys talk to me...

At least, the ones I want to talk to

But I tell myself what I told everyone else:

"I don't like anyone. I don't need guy's approval. It's a waste of time"

I've never had so much trouble believing my own words...