you’re too loud
too abrupt
you finish your sentences
at the end of a question mark

maybe your words
don’t come off
as polite as they should be

you talk too much

maybe
I’m just so sick
of stuffing my personality
down in the dark
where no one can see it

and I’m tired
of being afraid
that I’ll say the wrong thing
I’ll upset someone
they won’t like me

like the stars
that never turn off in the day time
invisible but
always there

and maybe I don’t want to shine always
but I’m sick of turning my light off
so others can, too