Chatterbox: Down to Earth

I listen

There's a small voice

It's my own

I whisper

The words come quietly

Pounding against my mouth

Faster.

You aren't good enough

The thoughts continue

I'm not smart enough

I will never do well in college

I will never be a scholar

I dream too big

Unattainable dreams

Watching watching

I care too much

Attached to people

And the changes hurt

I love change

I love adventure

But I might not look it

I don't care what I look like

Others do

I can't be athletic, not the right look -- but I am

I love to play football

I love to run

I love to climb high into the trees where I'm free and away from people

I'm an actor

Onstage I'm home

But with the wrong people I'm silent

I don't trust easily

I don't like people

I don't see why

My colors have personalities

And I give them to people

In a code they can't understand unless I tell them

I am independent

I am impatient

I can't stay still

I am stupid

I am scared of mistakes

I am human

That's ok.