When I go silent it does not mean I agree,

When my head hangs low it means I am simply not me,

Be gentle and caring leave me to feel,

My spirit can break, and it needs time just to heal.

 

I am booting in safe mode just for my protection 

Please give me some time for peace and reflection 

And when I am ready to receive things once more

I will open my window as well as my door.

 

I know it sounds erratic and somewhat dramatic,

But it is the way that I work and sometimes I am static,

But thoughts run deep through my restless strained mind,

And all I ask of you, is to be patient and a little bit kind.