I never really understood
How some people can
Communicate and not be shook
By how others talk so fast
I love hearing the silence
But also those vibrations
That come from those who speak
Without paying attention
I love to hear a voice
But not really its meaning
I love to hear a sound
But not really its origin
If you call my name
I really won't know
What you were talking about
As I will still be focused on that sound,
That still echoes all around
It's not that it's hard to process,
I just enjoy your reverberation
I am quite shy, it's true
And all that you say I will remember
But not because I 'heard' you
I simply stay quiet, out of tune
And feel the resonance of your words
Which I might use later
Shy: Notice everything
But never be noticed
They call me an introvert
''You're so quiet, aren't you?''
But I'm just being alert!
I love silence, it is not weak
It makes my words important
And they love hearing me speak
After a long time of me 'ignoring'
Or being in a room, reduntant
If you speak you repeat what you know
But if you listen you might learn something new
Although unnoticed I go
I love hearing the truth
Because people are based
On how many minds they reach
And the words that they preach
About the Creator
Dayanna Kristine
I am a passionate writer who finds the most peace in words and music. The fact that I can create the most beautiful literary art fills my heart with joy, and even more if I am able to share it! I hope that every piece warms your soul <3
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