8975372's blog: "My Poetry, My Heart, My Wish"

She speaks to me fondly 

of passions and talents, 

of guitars and stars, 

with such breathless intensity

then stops short and 

apologises

for speaking at all. 

All because somewhere in her life, 

someone she loved broke her heart 

by ignoring 

her beautiful words 

and telling her to 

shut up, 

keep it down, 

nobody cares. 

People aren’t born sad. 

We make them that way.