#7

Writing... hmm.. Once upon a time I used to love to write for fun. During lectures in high school I copied the lyrics of random songs that happened to be in my head. I was writing alot, 30 pages of songs but even then I was silent. It made me feel as if i was the one that was writing the song, and that someday I would be able to write things by myself. Lately my spirit has been down and I feel so lost in life that everything seems the same. What am I doing? I have stopped writing, which means that I have stopped talking, leaving me to believe that I dont have a voice anymore, forcing me to go be a follower in this world and just go with the flow; The flow that the world owns, which means I have no say. If I were to write a song or a poem now, it would have 4 words in it. Those four words would take up four pages. They would represent the four years that I have been silent. Who teaches us how to talk, speak, communicate, live, and write? Can they teach me again, because I feel that I have lost my words. Im at a loss for words. Im at a loss for words. Im at.. Im silent.