Frozen snaphsots in single
Seconds as I urge my
Inner being to listen to
The thoughts of other people,
I have much to reply but
Why should I? I wonder,
Why do I always feel the need
To always express how I feel?

Let's reflect for a minute,

In stasis, Yet, I cannot bear to
Hold my tongue-For I am few
Among the crowd to actually hear
What those around me say...
Is this the way I choose to be
Or is something-pulling-my heart strings
To let it all out? This life is about
Questions and replies-One person
Has the answers we need,
Listen....Breathe!

As I inhale your subtle scents,
The intoxication of words run wild...
Maybe I am too much like the
Small child in the back of the classroom
Raising her hand incessantly, trying to
Get the teacher to gaze in this direction-
"Ask me! Ask me!" It's my small but honest
Confession that causes me deep reflection,
Considering prisms and rainbows
I Contemplate the messages received,

I reflect for a minute-
I stop and breathe, Inhale,
I pause....Then, I answer back.