rebelshred

Some days I just want to write. Write but no words come out. Those jumbled thoughts won't make it to words. How am I supposed to explain myself when all I can give is silence and stutters. Other times I just want to scream. Scream from the frustration of the words stuck in my already cluttered head. Sometimes it makes me want to fall. Fall away to another world where only made up dreams come alive and those words are forever forgotten. Or maybe even disappear because sometimes invisible people have lives to live too. They say I'm crazy. because these fucking words don't make sense. and to me, that's okay. I'll just dream