Jessea L. Vaughan's "Thoughts" is a frustrated speaker's complaint about being invited to share an opinion and then punished for it. The opening lines set up the contradiction: if my thoughts bother you, why did you ask for them? From there the speaker's patience wears thin. The other person answers with silence, and the speaker calls this "concerning" and "frustrating," words that sound controlled, almost formal, as if the speaker is trying hard to stay calm.
That control slips as the poem goes on. The questions get sharper and more personal. The "spillproof mind" is a pointed image, suggesting someone who guards their thoughts tightly and won't let any out. The speaker even wonders whether they are being treated as beneath the other person. In the end, the speaker chooses to walk away and repeats the opening line, now as an order: don't ask anymore. The mood is hurt, irritated, and firm, the tone of someone who has run out of patience with being ignored.