The Real Me

I feel as if I were to scream everyone would ask why are you screaming but would never sentimentally ask why are you screaming.

Petrified. 

Of the what may happen if my one action led to many wrong actions. 

I have become the anti social outcast chick.

The lame one from middle school who hasn't found her place in the world but is trying her best to get there. 

Catch me and try to communicate with me I will still feel as if your impossible to understand my language. 

Yes I am that girl with a short storyboard yet to be finished. 

I have but one two real human beings I fully trust in this world . Myself and my mother. 

I'm sensitive.