My secret is,
I actually like to talk quite a lot.
Most people don’t know this, but,
Being reserved and quiet gives the impression that I am antisocial,
Not wanting to engage in conversation, not knowing what to say,
And in the end, I end up saying nothing.
I just smile, and nod.
Sometimes I want someone to talk to,
Well, most of the time, I talk to myself.
But, being me, I haven’t had anyone else.
Having a lack of a social output keeps me in my range,
Not changing or doing what I can potentially do.
I honestly have no idea what I am capable of.
To be honest, my secret identity has been faded and washed away by what society thinks of me, And they treat me like a mime,
Ignored, unvalued, and unable to speak back,
So a mime I have become.
My second secret is,
I actually want to become a teacher of some sort.
It’s just my lack of confidence forces me to be indecisive.
Even my lack of experience talking, gives me anxiety whenever I speak to a crowd of people,
Or whenever I hear my own voice.
I think I’m funny, sometimes, but, that’s just me.
I actually feel very lonely,
through all the smiles I give.
It would be nice to speak and be understood,
Instead of listening all the time,
Whether it be by classmates, fellow teachers, or even family.
Contradicting, and non-mime-like.
It’s not like I chose this path of a silent identity,
The silence chose me.
I need to develop my own secret identity again,
and this time,
I will make it not-so-secret.