So I have been putting this off for quite a while as I really hate people reading my writing but if I want to become an author someday I guess I am going to have to get used to it. I don't think I have really touched on the subject of my future writing aspirations before as I am an incredibly long way off. I decided to start small, one step at a time, so here is a poem I wrote a while ago. Let me know what you think in the comments.


A voice full of silence

I'm done with all the hiding
I want to break my shell
not curled up in a corner crying
while inside I want to yell

I want somebody to talk to
about anything at all
someone who will not judge you
and will catch you when you fall

I wish I could speak my mind
though I am not sure everyone would be so pleased
one day I might just completely unwind
at least then my message will be received

Each day I hide behind a mask
when inside I'm breaking away
it helps me get through each day's tasks
so I can do it again the very next day

The teasing and the mockery
make me feel so very small
when they talk to me so improperly
it seems as though they are hitting me with a rugby ball

They tell me I should stand my ground
not let them get away with it all
but when you struggle to make a single sound
it's like trying to keep your feet dry in a rainfall

Often I like to escape
into the depths of a good book
they whisk me away to a new landscape
where I don't have to follow the rules from society's textbook

Although it may seem as though I do well in school
no one knows how hard I try
my mind turns into a gaping whirlpool
and I want to break down and cry

Things go wrong- they always will
and it fills me up with doubt
like I am constantly falling down a hill
and will eventually blackout

Some days will pass and multiply
where I don't say a word
my reflection in the glass refuses to comply
as it shows all of my thoughts unheard

I can not sleep at night
my mind is left open to wonder free
although I try with all my might
I still wake wailing like a banshee

If I rewrote my life so far
I'd be a lot more vocal
a friend by my side like a shining star
and I'd fulfill their every proposal

But I can't stop being me
and I shouldn't even try
all I need to do is open my eyes and see
I can be whoever I want in the future days to pass by.



Thanks for reading. I apologise for it being so depressing, I can't seem to write positive poetry....not sure what that suggests about me.
Let me know any writing tips or advice down below.

Kaitlin