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Hi.I don'
Hi.
I don't know
How to explain
Without saying
Sorry.
Sorry I'm silent too often.
Sorry I never talk to anyone.
Sorry I don't write on my own Role-Plays.
If you want
An explanation
I
Don't
Have
One
And
I'm sorry for that too.
But
I don't know how
To explain it
Without saying I'm weak
Because I'm not weak
I've spent too long convincing myself I'm not
To start doubting it now
So
Here it is
I can't communicate
"Don't worry about me"
"I'm fine"
"I don't need help"
"Just stop talking to me"
I just
.
.
.
I can't explain
I don't want to leave
I love everyone too much
But I feel like
I have pressure to communicate
Remember communication?
That thing I can't do?
Yeah,
I have to do that.
But I can't
I don't know how
It's the kind of thing
That can only be explained by art
I don't have the talent to create
And I wish I could just
Express
How I feel
Because
I
Don't
Know
How.
I can't,
I'm sorry
I'm a ghost
You can't get noticed if you don't do anything
But I don't do anything
Why am I expected to be noticed
Because I'm important?
But I never feel that way
I'm just a person
In a world
Full of people
And I don't understand
Why I can't tell my feelings
Maybe it's because I'm scared?
Scared that everything I say
Might set off an unknown alarm
Am I confused?
Confused about whether this is normal
Or if something is actually wrong
Could I be angry?
Angry that I'll finally be needing help
After all this time of not needing anyone
Someone please help me
I don't know what to do
Make me express my feelings
Find me the words
That can accurately describe
My feelings
Because I don't even understand them.
(June 20, 2018 - 4:54 pm)
I wish that I could help
But in the end
I have to admit
that I feel very similarly.
I may be able to communicate
But I feel unnoticed too
I'm sure lots of people do.
But we're still here
And if you ever need us
we're here.
(June 20, 2018 - 7:32 pm)
I stand here
At a crossroads.
Uncertain
If I do this,
Will it be true to me?
What exactly is
"True to me?"
Who am I?
Whatever that is,
What stops it from dissappearing?
I don't know.
I don't know
I
Don't
Know.
I don't know what I want.
How can I,
When I don't know what
I am?
What if I decided
To be someone else?
Would something stop me?
Or would I completely change
My entire being
Without blinking an eye?
I don't know what to think.
I don't know what to feel.
I don't know what to do.
I wonder if I just
Imitate everything my friends do.
Then am I myself, or just
An empty shell,
Filled with other people?
But what are we
Except the people we meet?
My mind flickers to a quote:
"The people you love will change you
The things you have learned will guide you"
But it's followed by
"But nothing on Earth can silence
That quiet voice still inside you"
It says that that quiet voice
Is who you are
But what if
I don't know what that voice is saying?
What if I don't understand my own heart?
What if I don't understand anything?
What if I don't know?
But then I turn (once again)
To look at the other road.
The one that diverges from mine
And the thousands of others beside it.
And I see something new.
Someone new.
I see them satring out with me,
Just as confused,
Maybe more.
And suddenly,
I know what to do.
I reach out
And grab their hand.
And.
Don't.
Let.
Go.
Ever.
~~~~~~~
Hopefully that helped. It started out to comfort you, but it was kind of theraputic for me. It definitely helped me a bit. I am in the same boat sometimes. I feel like I don't know, or understand anything. At all. I think the point is, like a lot of my poems, that you aren't alone. That there are a thousand other people with us in this boat. And that we are stronger together. I'm here to support you. We all are. Don't ever forget that.
(June 20, 2018 - 7:33 pm)
Wow. I... I really don't know what to say. Exept that y'all are extremely poetic and you sound somewhat depressed. Oh, and I'll say top. So someone who knows how to help you can help you. (...top.)
(June 25, 2018 - 1:09 pm)