The lights pass so quickly in front of me.
There one second, gone the next.
Passing on like my emotions.
New light, different emotion.
New thoughts, new scenarios.
Is this real?
Is this another delusion?
Will I ever know?
Song after song, none explain how I feel perfectly.
Some are close…
Some don’t explain enough.
Some are missing words I need to say.
Why can’t I say them?
Rejection?
Self-esteem?
Who knows.
All I know, is that the words I leave behind when I die…are so meaningful.
So thoughtful.
People deserve to hear it.
But why don’t I speak?
I was told not too.
“Not everything you say is important”
That hit me hard.
I keep so much inside now.
You think my 2% is bad? Imagine 100%
I used to be at 100%
But that’s what destroyed my relationships, partner wise and friend wise.
Maybe there are just things that don’t need to be said.
But there are things people need to know.
Do they need to know?
Maybe it’s best I stay quiet.
For everyone involved.