As soon as I get out of class I need to run to buy me a composition journal. I have soooo much going on in my head. Writing is the only way I get everything out. The only way I can be completely honest with myself…& even then, I don’t know if that’s completely honest.
Sometimes…most times, I’m afriad of my own truth. So I push it down.
But I have to write this outta my system..before I blow up.