Quiet Is Allowed

Twisting, twirling, mind is whirling

Trying to be part of a whole

Instead of alone in the crowd

Distractions, reactions, social infractions

Worried about mean remarks when

I’m more likely viewed behind shroud

Trying, defying, inwardly dying

Without someone else understanding

I flourish when quiet is allowed

(This is my October 7th contribution to Poem A Day October. I used the following writing prompt: Write a poem using the following 3 words: mean, crowd, and without.)