I wish i could express myself in front of people
The way i express myself in my diaries
You see these diaries that i keep
They aren't just pieces of paper for me
They're the air i breathe
The song i sing
The fuel that keeps me going
The food for my soul
The memories i gather
The plethora of feelings i assemble
The thoughts i pick out from my galaxy of emotions
A place where i can be myself
A place where i'm not judged by anyone
A place where i find peace

At times it's difficult for me to pen down my emotions
The pain is too much to take
And the worst part is that it refuses to subside
And still i write
Not a day goes by when i don't write something in my diary
It's a vital part of my existence
The beauty about writing in my diary is that there is no restriction
There is no rule or law
I don't have to measure my words
Or be extra careful or cautious
With people it's the other way around
I sometimes feel confused
Various questions travel through my head....
What should i say?
What should i not say?
Would this sound rude?
What if i said this?
How should i say this?
How would that person react?
It's such a challenge!

As i started to grow,i realized that writing was a far greater gift than speaking....and i'm deeply and sincerely thankful to Almighty for having given me a wee bit of the former.