dried ㅡ sunflower

that feeling when you can't tell everything when you can't tell the truth it's frustrating when will I able to talk everything & honestly clearly & smoothly or never? I wish I could tell you that I really like you but sometimes I don't like you and things that I really annoyed but I'm afraid that you'll take it the wrong way that can make us fight I'm afraid that you'll hate me forever

a mind that full of untold words it's too much I have no strength to talk if I talk in silent could you hear me? if one day I stop writing would you know my mind? obviously no nobody will even myself I can't hear yours even if I try to talk I'm lost in words my words are limited that's why I always keep being silent