I am sick
Of people telling me
That I'm not smart
Or bright
Or wise
Simply because
I am outgoing
Need to talk about
my thoughts
Instead of writing them down.
I am sick
Of teachers saying
"Its fine they aren't good at speaking
Their writing is better
And that's what matters"
But when I have problems
With writing instead of speaking
I get told to get over it
And just practice
Until I can
I am sick
Of people telling me
"Everything is so much easier
Just for you"
Despite of me constantly worrying
That they will not laugh at my jokes
Or find what I say boring
Or I don't see
The sparkle of interest
In their eyes
When I talk with Passion
I am sick
Of constantly having to make the first step
And get nothing in return
I do so much
To keep everyone
and everything together
But it doesn't matter
Because you don't want
To do anything in the first place
I am sick
Of making plans
Spending time on them
To make them just right
Only to have them cancelled
Because suddenly it is too much
And instead of being honest
You just wait
And stab my bubble
Of excitment
That keeps me going
I am sick
Of people invalidating my problems
Because they are not their own
But expect me
To validate theirs
And I do
Because I'm scared I'll be alone
I am sick
Because I have no joy
Or drive
Or motivation
To do anything
Without people by my side
I can talk to
While I do
I am sick
Of never seeing someone struggle
In ways that I do
Because forever
I am but a goofy side kick
Or mean jock
And nothing more
I am sick
That there is no help
Because people don't expect
problems to arise
Because I am supposed to be fine
Because I'm not
Because I am sick of it
Yours sincerely
An Extrovert














