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It’s frustrating feeling all that I feel
And having no outlet
You must be able to relate:
Emotions you think no one could have ever felt
Thoughts you think you’d be judged for if ever shared

But…
This is what it is to be human
This is what it is to relate to another
This is what is called disappointment
Because you want to share;
Sometimes with anyone willing to listen,
Sometimes with the one who is willing to listen.

But...
Because of those petty things call fear and insecurity
You don’t…
Worried that you’ll be judged
That the outcome will be the exact opposite of what you wanted
That you’ll be worse off than before

But…
Chances are you’re wrong
You’re thoughts and feelings will likely be well received
Maybe even welcomed and revered
And while it may not result in exactly what you wanted,
It probably won’t be the worst thing in the world.

But...
Even in realizing this
In writing these stupid prose
You still can’t bring yourself to share
You still can’t let your guard down
Because what if you’re right…

But...
Then you remember...
“WHAT IF” signals a hypothetical question
You realize you hate hypothetical questions
Smack yourself across your face
Climb into bed
And tell the world to fuck off
You’re done for the day
Tomorrow is a new one