Keeping The Peace

 Have you ever wanted to make yourself small

Unseen like a spider above in the hall

Your mind just blank nothing to store

Your purpose to be totally ignored

Being introverted Holding on to the Night

Not wishing to talk you don't have the fight

Never strong enough to spit out the words

So cowering away like a caged bird

I am too nice" That kind of person"

My mood stays the same and never to worsen

I will agree with you then bite my tongue

Been this way since I were young

The words are there but never come out

But stay in your brain forever no doubt

I don't really know why I have always been cursed

Living with this affliction ever since birth

Through thick and thin I have heard it all

But never reacting even at school

Just me I guess so easy going

You have to believe " I'm really more knowing"

I am too nice" That kind of person"

My mood stays the same and never to worsen

I will agree with you then bite my tongue

Been this way since I were young

Feeling insecure and afraid

My anxiety takes hold and displays

The Cellophane in front of my eyes

Clear as day " I cant even lie"

I am too nice" That kind of person"

My mood stays the same and never to worsen

I will agree with you then bite my tongue

Been this way since I were young

Born to be mostly alone

In a small dark place on my own

Torment and people in crowded places

Makes me hot while my heart races

I cannot control how others perceive me

After all I am just only Me

Too old now set in my ways

But tomorrow is another day

A while ago when I left Home

For all the wrong reasons I wished to roam

Get away from what seemed to me

An institute of mentality

I am too nice" That kind of person"

My mood stays the same and never to worsen

I will agree with you then bite my tongue

Been this way since I were young

I have now found my Soulmate

But even now I hesitate

To speak my mind on how I find

I would have brought my mind but left it behind

Still the old version of trying to please

everyone else while keeping the peace.

I am hoping before I die

I find my voice and never more cry

For keeping inside what I want to say

Isn't right and not the best way

I will sit at home and maybe will find

One day stand up and speak my mind.

I am too nice I am Too nice

I told You once wont tell you twice

Have you ever wanted to make yourself small

Unseen like a spider above in the hall?