#81, Physically, emotionally, anything
You know what the worst thing is
When you can't write
Physically, emotionally anything.
Some how, you just can't do it.
Then again, that parts not so bad.
The worst part?
That I can't control anything then
Writing was my way to be able to control a situation
I know what was going to happen
I know what's happening
I know what everyone is thinking
I control everything
Without that
I don't
Everything is going against me
I see the stares
Automatically i think the worst
Cause I don't know their thoughts
People laugh
Automatically I think it's at me
Cause I can't hear their conversation
So writing
Is my escape
Where I can control
Where I can be free
Where I can be myself
Without it
I'm hopeless
And right now
I physically, emotionally, anything
I just cannot do it
And inside
It's killing me.
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