its amazing how the older you get the harder it is to trully voice your thoughts and share your opinions.you some how have to learn to find a vessel that you will use to somehow clear your conscious and filter your soul,a vessel only known to you,and at the best of times it doesnt help your mental and emotional healing.its a temporary solution to an ongoing need to connect and relate to someone,if everything was to pile up without ever being unloaded somewhere even if its not much,we will all be walking time bombs
as hard as it is to be real and trully vocal it is even harder to be vocal with our loved ones.you feel carrying the daily burdens on your own ,wil l make them less real as you dont have to relive them each time you share them with someone..sooner rather than later the silence becomes too much for you to handle,still u suffer in solitude.caught up with no escape,who will stop to look long enough to realise your falling apart and save you from your mental slavery...rescue pending till then you remain caught up
This is why I wanna be a kid forever. Kids are so honest with their feelings. They'll tell you when you smell, if you're ugly, or if they plain don't like you. It's so fresh. When you're grown, you're supposed to know better; not offend people and be cautious of the next person's feelings. But when will you serve your own right? I shall not be the one to suffer in silence. I refuse!
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