There is too much noise outside.
I am not sure if,
I want to go out and play.
People think otherwise.
Push me towards things
I don't like.
When I ask for some privacy,
they scream and shout.
As if I was doing something wrong.
It's complicated, I say.
I am the fire that could ignite
your soul.
And the water
needed to sustain life.
I can't be defined by words.
Sometimes, in all the chaos,
I like gazing at the sky
full of shining stars.
Occasionally, I lose myself
in the crowd.
Enjoying the euphoria.
There is too much noise outside.
It's beyond my comfort zone,
But ultimately, my road to redemption.