"why are you so quiet?"
i shrug.
truth is,
i'm afraid of what may come out of my mouth if i open it.
i'm scared i'll scare you off.
and i'm scared,
because often, i say the wrong things, but never the right ones.
YOU ARE READING
Overthinking✓
Poetrya storm in my head, i've got a million words to say. a book where I pen the storm into words.
