misunderstood

I used to keep all of my feelings nuzzled inside, and when they seeped out, I learned to joke to explain it all.

Charm them!

Or:

I’d fight to say bare minimum.

Walls.

Highly sensitive, I didn’t know how to put words to feelings.

Too many feelings!

I sat in my front yard and ran my fingers across the grass. Nature understood me.

Calm.

It was in these states of stillness I didn’t need to be understood.

There I felt a divine connectedness.

Temporary feelings felt trivial.

Words, unnecessary.

“Misunderstood” is pushing too hard to think I am so different I must not be human.

Confused states pass.

I understand.

Published by Jaz

xxxx.

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