Too Forward of an Introvert:

I have been told to relax

That word;

Seems to echo throughout my head

More often than I would like it to

I want to be like everyone else,

So bad it causes a physical ache

I am sorry if I am too forward

If I am depressing you too,

Would you rather I keep it in;

Simply keep it all in

I could you know,

But would I be me?

Would that matter the same?

Would you love me the same?

I can no longer smile and be polite

I am quite and reversed,

I prefer to think; not talk

I am an introvert, I cannot change

This is what I have become

Whether that be a shell of what I once was

Some reason prevents me

From finding a way back again

Big words hide the unexplained meanings in my life

Joys do come

And I will be waiting for when it does

I believe in love,

More than you know

It is trust that always seem to

Escape my grasp, so to speak.

Will someone help me find my way back?

Or do I even want that person back?

Can you help?

I didn't think so either.

But that’s alright, for now

I’m perfectly fine.

It’s the people around me

That feel I need to smile.