i speak a thousand words a day...
i speak a thousand words
a day
but they’re all thoughts forming
in my head
saying them
out loud
seems so insignificant
it’s my own thinking
why should anyone care?
to me
expressing myself
is the equivalent of
being naked
in front of millions
can’t bear the thought
of bring perceived
over analyzing every little thing
i feel them all
scrutinizing me
how can one live so freely?
it’s all i hope to achieve.
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