I Cont'd To Be The Volcano I Am

I've always felt I'm erratic,

Anxious and hyperactive.

I overthink good and the bad,

I love running around when excited,

hand gestures going wild when trying to explain a story fascinating me.

In school, I slapped a girl who annoyed me,

I express hatred and love equally.

I don't mind breaking down in front of others.

I get overwhelmed with good deeds and genuine people because it's rare nowadays.

I love listening to people's lives and stories even if it requires courage to infuse their melancholy into me.

As much as I love talking and knowing people, I also love to be alone.

Sometimes it is my choice,

Sometimes it is my only self-help after being victimized by my emotional vampires.

I'm termed unpredictable, but if you carefully observe, I have a pattern and reason why I behave in a particular way.

I've been asked to slow down,

Quite several times.

Even when I exactly knew what I'm doing.

I've been told that I'm too expressive and emotional,

That it looks dramatic on the outside.

I've been taken on a tour across stereotypes,

even when I believed and practiced self-acceptance in my life.

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They termed anger as a negative trait,

where it's just another emotion

which needs to be solved by a conversation.

I've been warned that when you empathize someone beyond your breaking point, you'll be taken for granted.

I agree I was, but not by the right ones.

I've been asked to be more sugar-coated, but not everyone understands sarcasm so I couldn't.

I've been asked to talk less,

But not a lot of people know that I am honest and pure inside out.

I accept circumstances and people for the way they are,

But I'm constantly reminded not to be who I am!

I tried to dull my flames, to gain control

Though,

the spark deep within me

wanted freedom

to console!

Then I realized I wasn't made

to be calm like oceans

My love and concern can develop into a hurricane

that doesn’t dwell well with everyone,

It's okay to walk past them.

So, I continued to be the volcano I am,

Vulnerable, expressive, and destructive during some part of the year,

Dormant and non-existing during the rest.