And did I ever tell you about that night,
that night long ago,
about the girl whom no one knows?
She hurt and she loved,
but she never knew what for

And on this night,
this night long ago,
she screamed up to the sky,
in all her vain and all her pity she cursed the God who let her fall.

Why?
She begged.
To see me broken and alone? To laugh at my woes and to see me lose all?

And on this night,
this night long ago,
When her soul became adrift to her,
the sky simply whispered:
**To Learn

I’d like to think I’m the type of person that only speaks when they have something valuable to say, but I doubt that’s true because there have been many times when I just manage to say the worst possible things.
Sometimes when people ask me for my opinions I say something I don’t necessarily agree with just to have said something.  Time to think something over, I can usually come up with something poetic and cute that truly displays my real feelings.
I really care a lot about what I have to say but I’m usually too afraid to say it, in fear others will negatively judge me.
I have so much to say and so much I care about but it’s never the right time, or I just can’t put it into words. I don’t want my words to be just noises and scribbles.
People can judge you based on the way you look and how you dress, but if you have something to say, people will listen. Speaking and communication is how we survive as humans, now more than ever.
And I can never seem to find the right words.