Thoughts and Curses

That only when I find those words, because as like with all art, inspiration is required, and when there is none you're out of luck.

And inspiration is one thing, but the anxiety of both wanting other people to appreciate your art but at the same time being ashamed and scared to even show it to your closest friends is something I've known too often.

Only in places like here can I talk and talk and talk, flex my writing muscles and not feel constrained, I've broken free from societal standards and preconceptions of whoever would have read what I usually write. It might be screaming into the void, nobody might ever read this, but in the end

It's alright

I don't mind

To me it's not a fight

All I want is to be kind

That is all I had to say

I hope this read makes your day

I'd apologize for what I wrote