What is safe.

I am in a fight, a battle for my mind, a battle for my voice.

I see those around me and I hear them clear as day.

When it's my turn to speak I close away.

I find this home inside me and I take comfort within.

Safe from the judging eyes

Safe from the screaming thoughts of others

I am safe!

I close myself away.

There are days where I come to ponder at the pool of popularity,

Where I look at my equals and try to mimic there ways.

Each time I do I quench inside and feel that vortex pulling me in saying this is wrong.

This is wrong, you should only reveal what is safe.