The noise blocks all thought.
Too much, too much to bear.
I’ll explode if it doesn’t stop.
Everybody absorbed, looking different ways.
They aren’t aware of each other.
How does this happen?
Life is a series of who likes my words, and who doesn’t.
I don’t want to be one person’s opinion.
I want to be ME.
But that’s so hard today.
What if I’m not liked?
What if I’m just too different?
What would they say then?
Should I care?
No, I don’t care. I shouldn’t care.
I WILL NOT be one person’s opinion.
I WILL be ME.
I will say what I need to say, and If you don’t like it, say something different.
Say something that is YOU.
And don’t judge somebody else’s ME.
We all have flaws.
And we all have gifts.
We are PEOPLE, for heaven’s sake.
Why is that so hard to understand in the world we live in?