Communication Struggles

I try not to be the
Problem, my needs
I try to erase.

I’m always expected
To be the “Good Child”,
So I always try to obey.

When I need someone to
Talk to, I simply don’t reach
Out. It’s hard for me to do that,

I’m convinced I’m not allowed.
I hate when people yell, because
It sparks anxiety. When people

Get angry, I think it’s because of me.
So I stay in my little bubble, filled with
Glass and yet; if you don’t look closely,

You can’t see I’m a wreck.