I Find It Hard To Express Myself
When I find I'd like to say a thing or two,
my mind becomes trapped in a different realm.
In this realm, every syllable of said thought or feeling I'm about to express is analysed and scrutinised. This analysation involves multiple perspectives (mine, the other person's, mine through the other person's, the person's once they hear what I'm about to say, and whether it's generally okay to say in the many values of the universe).
If, by any chance, it's generally suitable and wouldn't leave me feeling like shit after saying it, I decide to say it.
Most of the time, however, it's too late - everybody's moved on.
Another thought swallowed.
my mind becomes trapped in a different realm.
In this realm, every syllable of said thought or feeling I'm about to express is analysed and scrutinised. This analysation involves multiple perspectives (mine, the other person's, mine through the other person's, the person's once they hear what I'm about to say, and whether it's generally okay to say in the many values of the universe).
If, by any chance, it's generally suitable and wouldn't leave me feeling like shit after saying it, I decide to say it.
Most of the time, however, it's too late - everybody's moved on.
Another thought swallowed.
