I get so very loud, sometimes,
Bubbling, Boisterous, Oblivious,
Until I am brought to my attention.
An alien peace force takes over,
Slumping my shoulders,
Un-crinkling my eyes and relaxing
My lips until they barely
Curve at the tips.
Until I am Acceptable.
Keep my head down,
Focus on the tasks at hands.
Lose track. Until.
To keep my soul behind
Closed curtains. I fling them open,