Censoring Myself

I always kept my heart open for the world to see
Tried to treat everyone with kindness, all those near me
But I was shunned for my looks, no one bothered to learn
The passion inside, or the fire, how it burned
Without much care towards all that I loved
I hid it far away, how I pushed it and shoved
Wrote away all my worries and fears for no one
Though I never felt finished, I’d hardly begun
To delve into the depths and breathe in new life
To my many misadventures and mischievous strife
Then on social media I found like minded souls
Sharing our writings, to support one another our only goal
Some advertised themselves and the books they had published
Others brought their lyrical prowess so delish
To see that others feel similarly to how I do
Fills me with a warmth, making me less blue
Still to the outside world I may seem cynical and jaded
Tired of their games although I’ve long played it
Keeping it away from all others how I truly feel
So as not to harm others, their happiness not steal
Always watching out for others and hardly for myself
Often silencing my opinions and putting them upon a shelf
I’ve almost had enough, I can’t take it anymore
I don’t know why so long I’ve been censoring myself for