I use to think talk is cheap. Actions speak louder, so I barely talk. But then words got taken for granted. People often talk before they think. Me, on the other hand, kept thinking without expressing those thoughts into words. Until I got sad, hurt, cut, and scarred with lies that people told me. I was awakened. I then made a decision; to speak beautiful and kind. I realised how powerful words are. It could light up a spark or break a fragile heart.
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Confessions of an Introvert
PoetryA collection of unspoken words Thoughts that cannot be fathomed and anxieties that I want to overcome
