So much unspoken
So much still undone
why can't i just tell you
and show you
the way I feel?
Why do I always choose to
put my words,
thouhgts and feelings
on an insignificant piece
of paper?
So many questions unanswered
so much confusion in my head
so much pain still unforgotten
so many memories remain
so much fear still coming back
so much to remember......
too much shit to write down