Unfinished Inside

I live in storms no one else can see

thoughts scatter faster than I can chase

dreams rise bright and full of promise

then fade before I can hold them in place

Opportunities pass like silent trains

I watch from the platform unable to move

I tell myself I will do better next time

but the noise in my head keeps pulling me away

Voices around me sound near yet distant

I sit among people and still feel alone

I smile so no one sees the ache

while I mourn the person I wish I could be

And still a small hope rests quietly

not loud not perfect just breathing

waiting for the day I learn to stay

and finally feel connected to the world again