Misunderstood

Often times I'm misunderstood,
And I wish it wasn't so.
You see it's just my filters broke,
And the thoughts, they just flow.

You should see inside my head,
It's a jumble, a tangled mess.
The good, the bad, the ugly,
Honest thoughts more or less.

Once in a while they get the best of me,
And people stop and stare.
"What did she just say"
Opps, sorry I wasn't aware.

Luckily, I have good friends,
Who know me very well.
And when those thoughts escape me,
Shake their heads and laugh "oh well."

So if you happen to hear me,
Utter a gaff or a blunder.
Please be patient and understand,
And my reply may make you wonder.