My sharp teeth grip livid bruises onto my tongue
Never saying what I'd like to portray

I am incapable of transferring my emotions into language
My only apparatus is "my mind" and it's unequipped for this life

Maybe I am incompetent?
But surely, there is a way to use my time peacefully...

Words just spill out onto the screen of my laptop
And suddenly it becomes a subject I had no preparation for