Too loud

 
Sometimes this world is too loud
For a quiet gentle soul
Lost in the noise of the incessant crowd
Searching for what will make her whole
Hey Saint Anthony
I’ve lost myself again
Can you please help me
Find myself amongst the shame
Am I too much of a misfit
In a world full of same
Will I ever find the hit
That makes me feel sane
Why do I maintain the soft
Despite all of the hurt
Why can’t I hold myself aloft
And clean off all the dirt
I long to be free of those eyes
Who watch my every move
To constantly criticise
And get me out of my groove
If I am not your cup of tea
Then please just leave me be
And I’ll run wild with all the fairies
Constantly being contrary
Living in peace of mind
Where no one will be able to find