What I really mean


I can never speak, the words come out 

twisted and jumbled and ran together

as if the sentences I form were hit by

a train on its track


When I write everything comes

out clearly I can write on for 

days and speak what I truely



Writing expresses my feelings

and writing makes me feel like

my life is worth it, my purpose

in life


My social anxiety disappears 

My emotion appears

I become who I want 

to be

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I think the majority of the poets on this site can relate to what you have shared. :)

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