Listen to my voice. I exist as well.
I can think of so many things to say.
I get overlooked. It makes my life Hell.
So many of my ideas go to waste.
Make it quiet, please. That is all I ask.
Is your brain even capable of that?
So… I need some time to think through this task.
Honestly! This grueling pace is too fast.
It’s not easy in a noisy classroom.
Groups everywhere “working” without a care.
It’s so overwhelming. My mind goes “Boom!”
Knowing my troubles… ask me if you dare.
So you see, it’s always us quiet ones…
Who pay the price for your extroversion.
Author Notes: For the anyone who doesn't understand what is happening in my head during class.