Lost in Translation

When I speak my mind, words get lost in translation.

My Immediate responses, a misfire in conversation.

I mean well, but it's misread, like a different language spoken

Tiptoeing around feelings, but still, I'm unspoken.

No one understands me, like I'm from a different place.

Same world, different view, a constant, awkward pace.

I wish someone could see, beyond the words I say.

Love the real me, not the version that's on display.

I overthink, then react, a delayed reaction caught by surprise.

Figure it out too late, damage done, defensive scare left in my eyes.

Good intentions, misinterpreted, like a puzzle unsolved. Making people uncomfortable, like I've crossed a line, unresolved

No one understands me, like I'm from a different place.

Same world, different view, a constant, awkward pace.

I wish someone could see, beyond the words I say.

Love the real me, not the version that's on display.

I'm tired of being alone, but no one understands me.

Yearning for someone, I don't have to keep pretending.

Someone to relax with, to have open conversations.

But how can that happen, if we speak a different language?

No one understands me, like I'm from a different place.

Same world, different view, a constant, awkward pace.

I wish someone could see, beyond the words I say.

Love the real me, not the version that's on display.

I know I'm not the only one, but I don't know how that can be.

If there really are many out there, then why am I so lonely.

How can I reteach myself, to speak their body language?

How is everything about me, getting lost in translation?