I find myself saying “I don’t know,” when I have the clearest of thoughts.
I’ve gotten used to dealing with people who don’t have the purest of hearts.
Finding the courage to say the thoughts on my mind is like learning to admit the things I’ve been denied.
It’s easier to tell yourself that you don’t want something once you feel you can’t have it.
Once it’s presented to you it feels like a trap.
How could it be that you would listen to me?
I apologize but I am unfamiliar with this context.
The majority of my life felt like I’ve been fighting for my voice.
It’s probably the reason I was always told that I’m “too loud.”
I wanted to make sure that I was heard.
I never considered that maybe people didn’t want to listen.
Things are Unclear to me at 21 because things are resurfacing from when I was 12.
I find myself asking questions to understand if you’re someone who would want to listen.
I am scared that you’re someone who would actually listen.
Love Every Flaw