I often struggle
To explain my thoughts
Telling stories
I either take too long
Or lack important details
Writting essays
My grammar is good
But I'm told my vocab is lacking
The hardest part though
Is explaining how I feel
Is getting others to understand
I can't seem to paint a picture
So they can see how it feels
Like the only color I have is black
And all I can do are horizontal lines
I'm always trapped in my mind
With scenes, thoughts, and visions
Constantly coming and going
Saying, "what if this happened?"
Or "Remember what you did?
What if it was wrong?"
I can picture cute puppies
Playing in a meddow with butterflies
While reliving previous nightmares
Of alleyways or vulnerable walks
I can try as hard as I like
To explain what is wrong with me
Be no matter how many times
Or how many ways
Or how many details I use
I can't describe it vividly enough
I was never good with words
Though they never seem to elude me
And even if I want to
I can never find the right words
To explain anything
