Mindful Heart

It is not the Sunlight that I don't like,
Its the Sun's Light on me that I am scared of;
It is not the fair skin that I don't like,
Its the exposure of deep scares on it that I am scared of.

It is not the loud laughter that I don't like,
Its the cry that may follow is what I am scared of;
People ask me why are you so feeble voiced,
But it is the outburst of the inner loud scream that I am scared of.