why are you so quiet?

why are you so quiet?

me quiet ha!

you have no idea,

my mind is as noisy as a busted car

so many thought swirling 

some facts, some confusing

so many ideas, memories bursting

I think it all, rizz, compliments, or roasting.

li wanna speak tell you all those things

but I end up freezing

why? you might be thinking

because I'm scared you'll end up not listening

end up thinking I'm boring

even a piece of clay is more interesting

clay is interesting

holding infinite possibilities

but in the end when it's done

it turns boring all its excitement gone

I guess you will refer to me as clay 

sitting still, boring all day

I want to speak, break free

but if i do will you ignore me?