My Mind is Open

My mind is open.

Open to hear what you have to say.

Open to hear your analysis of you think I am.

Open to the beautiful sounds of your voice as you form those forceful words positive I hope…But never am I quite sure.

People constantly say hurtful things, not knowing of course.

You often say, I know how you feel…before the pain has truly registered.

How can you know, when I am so confused myself.

When I attempt to explain the reasons why I think I am so confused…You quickly say that’s how everybody feels in a similar situation. This angers me, but you will never known how much you pinch my inner soul. This prevents me even more from telling you my inner most thoughts and feelings.

Thoughts and feelings that need to be expressed

Where is the form

Who will listen

Who will open their mind to understand the real me

The me that needs to be free.