Poetry by Taylor

I want all the unsaid things to be conversations
But the words hurt to leave my lips
Unread
But hoping my eyes say more
Instead
I sit here quietly
Alone
Dreaming all these memories in my head
That I didn’t have

Why are words so much harsher than sounds
I wish my ideas were out loud
I wish my feelings could echo
I wish myself could be seen more

But shyness is part of my core

So I slouch here
With an ache in my back
Reminiscing on a future time
I might just crack