I am quiet most of the time.

I just stare and think.

My words get frozen within my lungs
And I believe my thoughts are deadly
And there's probably a quarantine
Surrounding my lungs.

People tend to ask me,
"Why are you so quiet?"

I just smile, laugh, and shrug.

I am quiet most of the time...

My mind is
L O U D.

My mind is
S C R E A M I N G.

I wish I weren't quiet ...

I wish I shared my emotions easily...

I do not know how to start.

My words get frozen within my

Swollen lungs.