“we know what we want to say but we don’t know how”
those lines are soo true because i don’t even know how to form what i’m feeling
i have too many thoughts to convert into words
they’re so fleeting but so consuming
and at the end they’re all i am yet i don’t know who that is
until someone else’s words sink through my skin
and im in utter love with their special perception
i’m not my thoughts
but i am my attempts of...