Progress

Another attempt at explaining

I listen to the things around me
I listen but I generally ignore
While it all sounds nonsensical
The sounds in my head would disagree
I rarely part my lips
The sounds remain in my mind
How could I share
All the things I feel inside

I know that they want to hear what I think
My mind would disagree
What I see and what I know
They are the things that only I can hold
I do not share my thoughts aloud
they hurt me alone and hide the joy I might feel

I feel shame that I should so easily disappoint
I feel rage that I cannot see any good
And yet I change
I make a progress unseen
I keep my secrets so that no one may see
The changes that I make are within me