Silence

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When talking takes a lot from the mind of a depressed.
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I want to talk to someone but I don't know where to start.

I want to talk to someone or maybe I just want to talk to you.

I want to talk to someone about things weird and authentically me, but I don't know how to open up normally.

I can listen for hours and empathize with others but I don't know how to make my thoughts and ideas known.

I want to talk to someone but I cannot conquer my own self so it turns out I only relay the superficial me, doesn't mean it isn't genuine and true, I just fear revealing and peeling my emotions to the open.

I want to talk to someone without a noise, under the moonlight, beneath the skies full of stars where only the night insects are in choirs.

I want to talk to someone but the only one I speak to is the quiet woman I see from this tainted glass.

I want to talk to someone. 
I like to.
But I am too lazy to do.

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daweidaweialmost 5 years ago
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I want to talk to someone ... but there is too much that I shouldn't say.

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