there are thoughts
raging in your head
none of them willing to be said.
you have dreams
that are never explained.
you sit and listen
to people talk
to people talk and talk
to people talk and talk and talk
all of them saying the same things
just in different ways
all of them headed to the same destination
just with different paths.
but you’re different.
you think before you speak
which often times ends in not speaking
because not all words need to be said.
you understand before you judge
which often ends in being judged.
you like to read
instead of updating your snapchat story every five seconds
which often ends in no one even knowing that you exist.
you are labeled as “quiet”
because people don’t understand that some silences are worth more than words.
no one will ever really understand that quiet is peaceful
quiet is refreshing
in a world where everyone is always talking
in an insignificant way.
their words have no meaning
they are just speaking to fill a void of silence
because the truth is that some people hate the quiet
because in the quiet
they are left with nothing but their thoughts
which they are afraid to think.