[Silently writing]

I wonder about me sometimes,
How I look to others,
I try to be friendly
And yet,
I do not know if others
Realize that.

I am a simple person,
I write my poetry from my heart,
Do others hear me?
I wonder.

Some people give comments
That are not desirable
Should I tell them?
Or wait?

Maybe they will write more,
Or maybe they won't.

I keep on trying to
My life for myself
And no one else

But can I?
I don't know.
I'm always looking for someone to
Criticize what I've written and more.

Oh well, here I sit,
Silently writing,
Silently waiting.
For someone to listen,
For someone to care.