Hear me

I hear people when I talk. Sometimes I feel like no one hears me. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. So I yelled with my words because writing is my voice. When I didn't have a voice. No, I learn to speak up. Because all my life, I have learned to hide my feelings. Afaird to be who I am. Because people doubt me. When I already doubt myself. So when I write, I can express myself with my words. Because when I talk, no one hears. So I have all this feeling inside; I don't know where to put it. So I put it on a piece of paper. That is when I write the best. I write with feeling. Because when I write that, the only time I can be me. That is where I want to be. I called my happy place. To take something I love and make it my own. It starts with me, and it will end with me. I have taken my writing to a whole new level. But there are things in the middle to stop me. That is when I take out a pen and start writing. But I must hear my self-talk because my inner person has much to say. It is a whole new chapter for me. But I have to reach for it. That means I have to step out and be me. Afird I will fall on my face. That I doubt myself; it is my mind playing a game with me. Sometimes I feel like I can't. Then I thi