Quiet
The world is full of many different people, nobody is the same and everybody is different and far from perfect.
Yet, we still seek a sort of perfection, we still look for certain things from people and have high expectations, whether thats for ourselves or other people.
Some people are louder, while others are more quiet.
As a quiet person, the world can feel like a lot.
Everyone expects things, words to be said or things done.
They have high standards, and when those aren't met they grow upset.
It can be as simple as a hello that wasn't said, or words you struggled to say.
Actions can be hard to, you can want so deeply to do something, but you feel awkward and overthink it.
Often times you regret these small things, since being quiet seems to bother people so much.
Sometimes you feel transparent, like everyone can see right into your ever thought, while other times people don't see any of you and you just go on as a mystery to them.
People startto whisper and point, they act like you have nothing good to say just because you keep your mouth shut and head down.
The truth is you have a lot to say, there is a lot more to you then people realize.
But nobody wanted to try, nobody wanted to take the first step and but the effort in.
At the end of each day your realize you spent it alone, that nobody really knew the real you because nobody tried to.
To everyone you were just this quiet person, but really you're just waiting for the right people to try.
Sometimes people got offended by the quiet, taking it like an insult or something they just didn't like.
Comments can be said, like being called "mute" and "just talk to them, it's not very hard."
People didn't understand the quietness, they didn't understand the every thought you had about every moment in life, or how you struggled to do what came naturally and easy to them.
These small things haunt you, becomes it makes you feel different and alone.
The quietness can become your sheild from what hurts most, but it can soon become you and hide the person beneath it.
And even if people on't want to try and find what it hid, find the person under it that laughed and has feelings, that loves things the way they do.
Then that's their loss, because the right people will.
And that's why there is more to a quiet person.
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