Not a poem

How I wish i had words that flow like a river when I talk or write but instead I feel pain... loss...confusion.. It all comes crashing down It all screams Threatening to tear me apart because I refuse to release I can't release it because then everyone would see me bare Everyone would get to know to see and know the real me Why is it that I never know what to say when I desperately try to cling on to every word that crosses my mind? I know what I wanna get across I just always seem to be at a loss, but when have I not? It's always the same Just survive It doesn't matter how you feel just move on this is not a poem... it's just an expression of my long suppressed feelings.