My mind is loud.
So, so, loud.
My head aches as it shrieks in agony.
It's stuck inside, not allowed out, my mind.
See, there's a saying that the quietest people have the loudest minds,
and it is so true.
Because quiet people FEEL the strongest.
But we're weird because wee feel these things so vividly,
why are we like this?
The loudest people don't understand, so we hide it.
Under layers and layers of blank faces or force smiles.
But our minds, oh they fight it.
They're so loud, and react to everything.
Quick to laugh,
and even quicker to heart-wrenching grief and depression.
My mind is loud for I am not.