Please Listen to the Quiet Person Inside of Me
Is there a quiet person somewhere in your life?
Some who sits nearby and who barely says “Hi”?
Do you ever wonder why they are that way
As they silently pass through the day?
Or do you believe they are just too stuck up
And so dismiss them without further thought?
I have been accused of that and called names;
Hurtful names that haunt and leave me maimed.
For I am one of those quiet individuals too
And for many reasons I guess, quietness is my refuge.
I try to be outgoing and a little social
But sometimes reaching others is a battle.
For I strain to try and really listen
And join in on the conversation
But hearing the right words is sometimes hard
Especially when listening from afar.
I try to respond and tactfully associate
But find my words or actions are not appropriate.
I receive glares and stares with awkward silence
Which then pummels my inner confidence.
Also when young, I was teased too much and put down
So now I fear looking foolish or like a clumsy clown.
I fear being singled out and being made a target
Of some unkindness which will make my heart ache.
For that has happened in my life more than once
Where I am made to feel unwanted or a mindless dunce.
I cannot describe the pain and heartache that I feel
When I know the hurt was purposeful and intentional.
So now I find it so much easier to sit in silence, you see
Smiling and nodding my head so quietly.
I have learned in life that I am not the only one
Who lives in the fortress of quietness as the world goes on.
I have met others who also express a quiet disposition
And if encouraged, they will express kindness and try to understand.
So if you are filled with compassion and try to listen so carefully
You just might reach that quiet person hiding inside of me.