I plan. plan out all the **** I want to say to you.
I tell myself, Next time. Next time say it.
Every time, I don't. I don't say what I want to say.
*I am a failure
I was looking through my private and unlisted poetry today. Sometimes the things you keep hidden from everyone else, you keep hidden from yourself. I learned a little bit about the past me today. Its funny what you find, what you wanted to shelter. Needless to say, this is an old poem, one of my private.