Weakness

All the time. All the freaking time. I have so much to say, so much. To rant out, to express to share, i can never put anything to words. Honestly, i’m not good with words. That feeling where you just need to cry out, yell, ask for that little peak of attention, but you can’t, because what or how you feel inside has never actually found a way out through words, explanations. And That, just clashes my pride, that, is what i call my weakness.